Our computer died yesterday.
I logged on yesterday afternoon to check email. It came up, started checking email, said 5%, 11%…and then the screen went blank. The hard drive groaned, shuddered, and then died. No response when you try to turn it on or off. The fan was still running, though.
This morning Steve suggested I try unplugging it. I did that. Plugged it back in. The fan came back on, then the hard drive groaned and shuddered a little, then the whole thing shut down. Pushing any of the buttons is to no avail. I think we have a major hard drive failure here. Kaput.
Not to worry though. I backed up the whole thing on Tuesday, and I’ve hardly worked on it since. And I was thinking of switching all my stuff over to “Steve’s” computer anyway since it is a laptop and I get tired of being in the basement and it would be so much easier to watch the boys while working on stuff if I used it [and Steve said I could since he wouldn’t be using it much once he finished his paper]. So no great loss or anything.
My goal for the weekend was to do things that are hard to do when it’s just me and the boys. Like cook good food that requires a little bit of time in the kitchen. Wash the car. Read a book. Stuff like that.
But no, it was not to be. This morning, Steve was getting dressed after his shower and somehow pulled a muscle in his back or something. Basically, it’s excruciating to move. The simplest tasks are now huge ordeals. He’s sitting on the couch and only gets up to go to the bathroom, which about kills him. Ben is a chatterbox and is driving us crazy. Of course, Steve cannot help with Joey. Or Ben. And since Steve can’t do anything for himself – like flush the toilet – I have the equivalent of another child to care for.
Tomorrow Steve’s brother is coming over to celebrate Memorial Day. Perhaps he can do the grilling since I haven’t a clue. It was raining this morning so sending Ben outside wasn’t an option. I still haven’t put my makeup on or donned my glasses (usually I wash them and put them on after finishing my makeup and hair). Not wearing glasses gives me a headache. Constant yelling at poor Ben who just won’t shut up is wearing on me too. He simply doesn’t understand that jumping on the couch next to Daddy causes Daddy great pain. No, Ben, no.
Steve was going to help me clean the house today since my shoulder has been acting up. I have full range of motion if I move it slowly and deliberately. But the dumbest actions done in normal use cause it to twist wrong and cause me pain strong enough to invoke nausea. I was supposed to be the one getting extra care this weekend. So my shoulder could heal. But no. Such great plans I had.
I was so busy last week that I hardly touched my knitting. I’m thinking I need to return to it as a refuge. Send the boys outside and set up a lawn chair and watch them play while I knit. The garden is a pit of mud so no planting can be done…which is also why it hasn’t gotten done already – every time I get ready to plant, we get some rain. Steve’s dad said he’s going to have to hire someone to help finish planting since he cannot possibly get it all done himself in the time he has left – weather-permitting – to get it done. I am not the only one.
I really would like to turn in my resignation right now. I’m just not sure who to give it to. But no time to think about that anyway. The laundry needs to be rebooted and Ben has something in his eye. Steve needs the computer back so he can work on his paper. I shall check the NASCAR schedule and then go try to be a good wife and mother.
This too shall pass….