The past few weeks have been filled with various annoyances. Minor, all of them, but it's getting to the point that I wake up each morning wondering what fresh irritation awaits me.
Our computer, which we suspected was close to its end, started doing various things that made me wish I'd been a little more proactive with backing up things like the pictures of the kids. The touchpad stopped working although it worked fine with a mouse, but there were these menacing noises. We decided to suck it up and replace the laptop (the really nice part about a lack of interest in technology is that the new computer is much faster than our limping one but is way behind what's available which equals pretty cheap). The next day I started uploading pictures and videos to smugmug.
Which is when the mouse died.
Next day I went to replace the mouse. What should have been a two minute errand turned into a nightmare as I had to pry multiple mice (mouses?) from Julia's grip. They were in the shape of race cars. Curse you, race car mouse creator. She screamed all the way out of the store. I continued on with the uploading.
Which is when the internet went out.
Two phone calls and several hours later, involving changing cords and resetting and plugging in and taking out and my extreme irritation at the insistence on following the script at all times ("Okay, I'm outside by the phone box now, what should I do?"............."Before you exit the house, are there any dogs or dangerous animals outside?" I was so confused by that question I thought the guy must have known I was a vet and was about to ask my advice on something). After all of that we did finally find the problem: it was with the phone company, it was widespread, and it was fixed the next day.
Paul helps organize a math and science fest for school kids and we take Max and Julia. This year, Julia and I picked Max up from school and headed downtown. The normal parking area of the convention center was closed so I was directed to proceed to the end of the street and turn right. I went to the end of the street. Where I ran into a funeral procession. A procession so long that they had multiple police escorts. Max's method of dealing with people in his way is to scream, "HOOONNNNKKK!!! HOOONNNKKKK!!!" It's embarrassing when we're walking. It's a nightmare when you're locked in the car with the kid.
The several days of unseasonably cold weather forced us to have our furnace turned on and our swamp cooler shut down for the season. We then followed that up with unseasonably warm weather (90s). And no swamp cooler.
And the last thing making me cranky: I scheduled an appointment with my doctor (three MONTHS ago) and it's next week. My goal with this appointment is to get back on my migraine meds including a preventative since my reproductive life is complete. My migraines are frequent - on the right side, no aura. A migraine that moves or has an aura is a bad sign. On Monday a migraine started. On the left. I knew I was in for three days of hell that I survived with ice and cold medicine to let me sleep at night. Today the migraine moved to the right side, which is at least bearable.
I imagine that next week will all be sunshiney happiness since Maxalt should be back in the house (minus the sputtering when I learn about the new copay). I should warn you that the first 20 minutes after taking it make me a little funky - Paul claims I threatened him with a knife the first time I took it, although in truth I simply threatened him and the knife being in my hand was incidental. I will try to put down sharp instruments before I post next.