Month: May 2018

I got a new work computer shipped to me this week.  The old one I had gave me the blue screen of death every two weeks or so (which annoyed me) and also rattled terribly (which annoyed Jeremy).  Every night we went to sleep with the gentle grrp, grrp, whirrshlip of the fan in my old computer and Jeremy would bug me to turn off the laptop but I told him that if I turned it off 1) I wouldn’t get updates that push out at midnight and which those nights exactly were were generally unpredictable because we get 10,000 emails about software pushes that constantly change dates and so it was easier to leave it on all the time, 2) it would take me 20 minutes to log in in the morning because it was so old and creaky and needed a long warm up and 3) if I turned it off, I didn’t have full confidence it would turn on in the morning and so the rattling comforted me because it told me that it was still alive.  This was a sticking point in the marriage.  But now it is solved.  Thank you, thank you for the quietness that is our bedroom and home office.

Some photos from Jeremy’s work last week featuring the biking aspect of it:

Back at Bard:

Now we are all home.

I’m getting texts from Jeremy’s business trip where he shows me that he’s participating in teamwork exercises where coworkers are picking up ziti with spaghetti.  He also mentioned a task where you put an Oreo on your forehead while you are lying on the ground and then without using your hands, move it to your mouth by nudging it with your facial muscles.  Jeremy didn’t participate in the Oreo challenge claiming injury as half his face is frozen from the Bell’s Palsy, but it amuses me to think of Jeremy on the floor with and Oreo on his forehead.  My husband is many things, but enthusiastic team building participant is not one of them.  He can be a party pooper.  I’m sure that most of the day they are discussing Very Important Things that will Change The World and I’m Very Happy About That, but when I see photos of things like using pasta as tools, my first thought is – I’m doing double chores for this?

Vince’s summer contract for his job at a scout camp came in for me to review and sign.  Vince did not ask at the interview how much he was going to get paid.  Remember he said he’d do it even if they paid him a dollar?  Well…  lol, $125 is the amount he gets paid weekly – but! I keep reminding him he gets room and board.  He’s going to be away from home for six weeks this summer.

I found Vince at his desk tonight.  I never see him at his desk, he’s almost always in his bed.

Wed is Arietni’s night and she put Edda to bed and tucked her in snug as a bug in a rug and then she said good night to her and went home and now I’m sitting in Edda’s room blogging and waiting for her to fall asleep.  Good night!!

Sunday was the 2nd day of the orienteering meet at Mt Tom in Holyoke and Vince, Edda and Jeremy drove in from Bard in the morning to meet me on top of the mountain.  It was pouring rain and about 40 degrees and I was not excited about being outside (the photo does not begin to show how wet and cold it was), but Vince and I both honored our start times and went around the mountain getting ourselves totally soggy.  Neither of us finished our courses (I really had to quit after about 90 minutes, I had had to wander ankle deep through two streams and my feet were soaked and I was totally lost) and about two hours after we began, we were back in the car with dry clothes and headed to Korean food.

After lunch, we split up, Jeremy took his bike (and the minivan) to Cape Cod with him on his business trip and I took the kids in the Civic back home. Six hours!  I’m driving so much these days – it’s not a skill I think I possess. I like to think that I never drive.  I can count fewer than 10 times I’ve ever driven Jeremy around in a car.  I hope Vince is a competent driver soon so I don’t have to drive him around anymore.  The first 30 minutes I was sleepy (I think it was the postprandial redirection of my blood to digestion), but afterwards I felt great the whole way home, I commanded the radio so I listened to all the teen pop music I could with Vince going – OMG mom!  Really?  This crappy song? 

Quick aside – here’s Jeremy racing on Saturday:

Wet pile of clothes when we got to Rockville at 10pm.  Then I found out Maxi bit another dog while we were away and we are out $300 for the vet bill.  And then I found out that Jeremy forgot to pack critical parts of the bed rail in the car so I had to move Edda’s whole room around so that her bed was against the wall and then put the couch in front of the exposed side.  Vince was helping me and asked – wait, didn’t you guys not have rails for a long time?  I said, yes – those years without bed rails were years where I got up every night at 2am and got into bed with Edda and she slept with her head in my armpit.  I do not want to have one of those nights.  I want a full night’s sleep by myself in my own bed and then I made him lift the couch into Edda-protecting position.

I’m exploring the rock climbing gym in the neighborhood and wondering if I could learn to rock climb.  I took a lesson last week (and got a two week pass) and now I’m checking out the gym.  So different from the gym at the Rockville Swim Center.  I’m not sure I like it better, it’s just different. They have a slack line which is exciting and a treadmill with a wood-like belt. Certainly the clientele is different.  I don’t think that’s true at my other gym.  I’m still using my crazy tights from Soojung’s mother.

Time to mow the grass.  Crap.