we are nothing if not productive
The horror.
My nerves.
Dear lord.
Not for the faint of heart.
My laptop clasp has been wonky for a while. To open my iBook I was shifting the top a little to the right each time...and that's how the hinge that holds the screen broke.
Following very precise instructions on K's computer (which included this one: breathe deeply, this next part can be very difficult), I read while he disassembled.
It was a true test of his patience. Dozens of minute screws.
Nearly everything must be removed from inside the case to get to the hinge - which he did, slowly and carefully.
The $50 part is on it's way and then he will repeat the process to replace it for me.
We'll chalk it up to yet another summer project.
THEN we drove to L's house.
L mentioned that he had the EXACT roof rack I had been pricing ($400) for the top of my car sitting unusable in his garage.
He and K installed it with ease.
I am tickled.
Then we drove to K's mom's house where K installed her air conditioner. Just a window unit, mind you, not central air - though I have no doubt that he could have installed central air...
Feeling chuffed (correct usage?) we returned home.
Blah blah blah, dinner time. Baked a bread.
Marinated a steak.
Sauteed some broccoli.
Pondered the "restaurant opening" on the box of salt. Never found the "home use" opening.
Made a blueberry slump.
Played some Rock Band - did so poorly singing and playing Boston that all three of us FAILED. Thank heavens it was only Boston.
I have been nervous and shaky for days. Several times I contemplated posting a terrible diatribe on freelance living and all its injustices. I was feeling very sorry for myself. I've been eating all kinds of strange things. Then, last night, I dreamed that I went to a doctor about that place on the back of my neck where I hold all my tension and he pressed it and I cried and cried.
I woke up to DAY ONE.
Feeling much better.
I'm so glad I didn't write that post.
It's Tuesday. I need to start packing.
Best line of the day?
K: have you seen your mother's new rack?
Middle: (blink blink) excuse me?
K: it's on the roof of her car.
K just made my coffee.
Comments
Mama's got a new rack. hehehe
I might make some blueberry slump myself.
I'm glad you found DAY ONE.
Dinner looks good. We had flank steak on Sunday. Yum.
That blueberry slump looks yum yum.
paola
I am expecting Day One any time now. So your mood this past week? Yep. Pretty much.
maybe I need a new rack. Or a car to put it on?
My mother's more withering comments included.. SO, you want a medal or the chest to pin it on?
What ARE you putting in the rack please?
Taking apart the laptap - what a testament to trust.
I wish you a very lovely July 1st.
And good - easy preparations for your journey.
No...I thought not.
So let's get down to some serious K admiration instead.
No, not kidding. He thought that was how it was done.
What is DAY ONE? Does that just mean the first day of the month? If so, here's to a happy July.
jbhat
So handy to have around.
And funny too!
Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night in a panic. Not sure where that comes from but it freaks me out. Glad to hear you feel better.
Enjoy the blueberries and don't worry that you don't do well in the band. I never did either. I couldn't even sing back up.
That was a great Line of the Day! Made me laugh right out loud.
Congrats on Day One. And give K a [gentle] slug in the arm for the rack joke.
Day 2, over here. And not gleeful.
Keep those kids on their toes.
And hold your breath until you get on Cape! G&T's all round!!!
I love the teen years, it is a little bit of payback for the toddler years!
ErinH
That is all.
That is not all.
Day 3 here - I am sure you were the one that told me that women in the blogosphere get their periods at the same time.
I am in awe of K. Handy J is not!
Roll on Wellfleet.
Bwahahaha! That is truly priceless.
I am glad you are feeling better now.
Nice rack, btw.