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not enough time
May. 20th, 2009 02:03 pmJust when you are getting used to operating on not-enough-time, something else always happens, doesn't it? I never feel like I have enough time for anything, but I did have time to read all my internet things, at least. But then, alas, the unthinkable happened last week, and my laptop has died a cruel death. It is not yet fully determined if it is fixable with perhaps a few minor costs, or if it's just well and truly gone. This makes me sad. Worst yet is that there is no way we can justify replacing it. It was a frivolous purchase to begin with four years ago, when I was all working and stuff. Now? Eh, not so much. But I used it a lot, in the living room, when putting E to sleep, since it takes her FOREVER to fall asleep, twice a day. Seriously, it has taken at least two hours per day of relaxing free time away. It sucks. Now I have to do all my fun internet stuff at the same time as I was barely getting by doing my profity or productive computer/internet stuff. (Coupons, blogs, surveys, offers, pictures, emails, etc etc, and so on.) Meanwhile, she wants to sleep less and less. It is a whole heaping lot of no time to goof off, all heaped on at once.
On the bright side, the baby is so becoming not a baby anymore. She is playing better and better by herself, which allows me to actually get things done in her presence. Perhaps as this continues to increase, the number of things that I need to do while she's asleep will decrease. Right now I'm still in the crossroads of that, though.
I have spent almost the entire nap today looking for a stupid piece of worthless plastic and one AC adaptor. You know, in all the years that I've been ordering things online, I've never had to return anything until this past week, when I suddenly had two broken items at the same time. This is for the camera we bought that does not work, and we have a return authorization number but we have been procrastinating on actually packing it up, and now those two pieces are completely missing. Cannot find them anyway. I'm beginning to panic a little bit because I have no clue where either one of them could be, and honestly, I don't think they're together, so it's not like finding one will mean finding the other. It's insane. Where could they have gone? And do you think if I ask her where she put them, she'll remember now that a couple of weeks have gone by since we've seen either of them?? ;)
Anyway, yesterday, I was busy writing something complicated and neglected to wake her up right at two, and she was a royal pain to get to bed last night, so I guess today I'd better get myself in there on time or suffer the consequences. I yearn for the old days when she didn't need woken up. I hate waking up sleeping babies. It is so wrong. It always feels like I am going to my own doom... not to be melodramatic or anything. ;) I shouldn't complain. She's a fun kid most of the time.
On the bright side, the baby is so becoming not a baby anymore. She is playing better and better by herself, which allows me to actually get things done in her presence. Perhaps as this continues to increase, the number of things that I need to do while she's asleep will decrease. Right now I'm still in the crossroads of that, though.
I have spent almost the entire nap today looking for a stupid piece of worthless plastic and one AC adaptor. You know, in all the years that I've been ordering things online, I've never had to return anything until this past week, when I suddenly had two broken items at the same time. This is for the camera we bought that does not work, and we have a return authorization number but we have been procrastinating on actually packing it up, and now those two pieces are completely missing. Cannot find them anyway. I'm beginning to panic a little bit because I have no clue where either one of them could be, and honestly, I don't think they're together, so it's not like finding one will mean finding the other. It's insane. Where could they have gone? And do you think if I ask her where she put them, she'll remember now that a couple of weeks have gone by since we've seen either of them?? ;)
Anyway, yesterday, I was busy writing something complicated and neglected to wake her up right at two, and she was a royal pain to get to bed last night, so I guess today I'd better get myself in there on time or suffer the consequences. I yearn for the old days when she didn't need woken up. I hate waking up sleeping babies. It is so wrong. It always feels like I am going to my own doom... not to be melodramatic or anything. ;) I shouldn't complain. She's a fun kid most of the time.
