The mouse is dead, but somehow I struggle on...
Well, somehow I am able to post without the use of a mouse. The tab button is getting a workout, but I am managing. In her state of pregnancy, my lovely wife, hung up the mouse to charge...but failed to settle it into the cradle enough to actually start charging. Thereby seriously limiting my computer functionality. But I love her anyway, and the damn thing is next thing to broken anyway so it isnt her fault.
But it still is fun to blame on the pregnancy.
Speaking of that.... by the way April is pregnant. As if everyone didnt already know that. Im doing my best into settling into this whole idea of Dad-hood. Truth be told, it scares the hell out of me, but im sure every other pre-dad has felt the same thing. Being never blessed / burdened with siblings, neighbors, pushy friends with babies not respecting my space; I never really had much experience doing any of the standard stuff required to keep babies in top working order. Kinda kicking myself for that now. The drool thing....yeah....I still have it, but im sure it will be different.
I kinda have turned into paranoid provider mode. Since our apartment almost burned to the ground due to faulty wiring (honestly, no kidding), the realization that renting sucks, and just wanting something to call my own: I need a house. We need a house. A stucco "cute" house apparently, but a house none the less. I actually want to learn dad-like things like tiling, wood working, deck building, lawn care etc. I spent so much time learning useless jeopardy-esque trivia knowledge that I kinda missed out on manly arts. I wonder if the village doctor ever had to build his own house?
What I really want to do is actually exercise, but every time I think that I suddenly get an overwhelming sense of laziness. I hate that. Work has been so busy, but I try not to complain because I would rather have it be like that and go by fast than dead slow and plod along all week.
More at a later time.... I think my mouse might be back.
But it still is fun to blame on the pregnancy.
Speaking of that.... by the way April is pregnant. As if everyone didnt already know that. Im doing my best into settling into this whole idea of Dad-hood. Truth be told, it scares the hell out of me, but im sure every other pre-dad has felt the same thing. Being never blessed / burdened with siblings, neighbors, pushy friends with babies not respecting my space; I never really had much experience doing any of the standard stuff required to keep babies in top working order. Kinda kicking myself for that now. The drool thing....yeah....I still have it, but im sure it will be different.
I kinda have turned into paranoid provider mode. Since our apartment almost burned to the ground due to faulty wiring (honestly, no kidding), the realization that renting sucks, and just wanting something to call my own: I need a house. We need a house. A stucco "cute" house apparently, but a house none the less. I actually want to learn dad-like things like tiling, wood working, deck building, lawn care etc. I spent so much time learning useless jeopardy-esque trivia knowledge that I kinda missed out on manly arts. I wonder if the village doctor ever had to build his own house?
What I really want to do is actually exercise, but every time I think that I suddenly get an overwhelming sense of laziness. I hate that. Work has been so busy, but I try not to complain because I would rather have it be like that and go by fast than dead slow and plod along all week.
More at a later time.... I think my mouse might be back.
posted by ss69camaro at 6:29 PM
2 Comments:
Hey, if the professor can build a coconut radio, you can build a deck.
I'm not as handy as I'd like to be either. Fortunately, I'm resourceful. If I can't "build" something, I'll put stuff together to make it work. It might not look good, but at least it works...temporarily...
I'd just like to say.... who the hell gets a chargable mouse anyway?! "state of pregnancy" my ass.
And to clear up the whole house burning to the ground... here are the cliff's notes (my side of course)
The heater in the kitchen doesn't have an 'OFF' switch just a "low" setting, and who wants that? so we have to turn the breaker off in the electic box... so we did that like 4 days ago when it got nice outside.
It got cool again, and our kitchen is really cold, so being the thoughtful husband/baby's daddy that he is, he decided to turn the breaker back on so that we'll have heat. This is at about 6:30am on my day off so I'm sleeping.
He flips the breaker on... and hears a (best word to describe fear....)sizzling sound and crackling and then he smells smoke.
he reaches to turn the breaker back off... and its burning HOT... so he grabs the oven mit, and turns the breaker off... and it starts cooling off...he jumps in the shower, and leaves for work. Leaving his wife, unborn child, and helpless kitten sleeping in the bedroom next to the smoldering electric box. and doesn't leave a note, doesn't call... nada.
I wake up, smell something and can't put my finger on it all day. I call Doug, he comes over and confirms that there is a smell... and I have to wonder if I'm being poisoned by some gas or fume or something.... all day, until I begin explaining it to Kevin on the phone and he simply says "oh I meant to tell you about that"
But it is all fixed now, and the guy who came to fix it said "I've never seen that happen before, the whole switch is fryed and burned up" safe.
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