"I'm running out of clean underwear,"
says the Ever-Patient this morning.
After thirty years of marriage,
he knows The Signs.
My life is Out of Control ~ again.
"I thought you said you had plenty of clean underwear,"
I'm feeling distinctly guilty
as I surreptitiously slip fuzzy strawberries
and black red pepper into the kitchen garbage.
A Definite Sign.
on the TV in the background,
I know inflation is happening.
I've paid the high price
of strawberries and red peppers
in the grocery store recently!
"That was four days ago, Honey Babe," said the E-P.
Four days? Yikes!
"I'll try to get some done today," I promise.
Into the garbage I silently slide
two more fuzzy strawberries,
as the E-P eyes the yellow sticky notes
festooning the coffee pot and TV.
Reminders from Me to Terry
"Only if you have time.
I'm good for my doctor's appointment today."
So that's why he's ranting about the damn underwear!
He gives me a quick hug and an encouraging smile.
Then wisely departs for his physical.
the past several days.
I've been duking it out with my computer ~ again.
And he saw me stumble out of bed this morning
after a late, late night
when I was strung out, wrung out, exhausted.
"Coffee's ready to go!
All you have to do is push the button,"
he had chirped cheerfully
as I gathered speed rolling for the coffeepot.
"I didn't start it because, well, I'm fasting."
He had whispered the last word.
He was probably grateful that I wasn't fasting.
I am not tickety-boo when I have to fast;
I'm foul enough to bite the heads off live chickens.
Yesterday was a rough, tough day.
I had woken up excited,
with a Jupiter Great Red Spot
of a brainstorm swirling in my head:
A maelstrom of ideas and enthusiasm!
Jupiter's Great Red Spot, 1979
NASA's Goddard Space Flight Center,
Those were thoroughly deadened
by over four hours at the Apple Store
two bouts of stressful driving.
Followed, at home,
by two hours of video conferencing
discussing complicated math spreadsheets.
When you're learning disabled in computers,
such challenges can suck you dry.
I was a sere husk last night.
So while I got my IWSG post up yesterday morning,
before my technical misadventures started,
I did not finish thanking all the co-hosts
or visit enough blogs.
I'll get to it later today or early tomorrow.
The good news from yesterday?
My awesome Apple trainer
and the patient tech at the Genius Bar
figured out the ports to connect peripherals
to my computer are defective.
A new thingamajig part is on the way!
And I thought it was my brain!
I'll be back as soon as I get some much needed sleep.