So lately with this damn heat wave has me and my geek on the same side. That is until yesterday. We have a few little pockets of cool air. He stays in one of the other all day unless going from one to the other. I, on the other hand, actually have to do stuff like cook & clean. You know, really girly stuff. 😛
Our washer is dead, plus I can’t even imagine using the dryer in the house right now. So it was off to the laundromat for me. You know that one with the big sign out front that says “AIR CONDITIONING!” Here I am thinking it will be at least a reasonable temperature in there. I do not mind to tell you that I was quite wrong. I could feel my skin melting off. Well, not actually but I think it was close. And that was before I tossed the clothes in the dryer. So after baking for 2 hours doing the laundry (Yes I let it pile up rather high.) I get home to find him starving away. Giving me pitiful puppy eyes begging me to feed him. I left him plenty of food in the fridge. He didn’t go down to get. “it’s hot down there, and it tastes better when you make it.” Really? That’s what you are going with? Yea, it’s hot. It’s still 20 degrees cooler than it was while doing the laundry. And at this point, I am pretty sure the only thing that food would taste like is poison. I think I do not need to tell you that we ordered in.
Yea, I am just that. A slacker. I haven’t been on here in what feels like ages. The heat has been oppressive. I have been hiding under a rock (well, the AC unit actually) and haven’t wanted to deal with anyone or anything. The universe, it turns out, had bigger plans for than I had for myself. Thanks universe.
Me and good ol’ Murphy’s Law became BFF’s. To keep things short, it was a crappy buncha days (coupla weeks?) Sure my geek drove me crazy here and there, but mostly we were getting ganged up on by the stars, Karma, and anyone else who wanted a piece of the action. What I/we did wrong in this life or past ones I don’t know, but it must have been a doozy. Not recuperated yet, but almost back to functioning. So that is something to be happy about.
I am hoping to get back on the blog wagon soon. Wish me luck!
So I had downloaded this very nice WordPress app for my phone and have been typing up and publishing posts for the past few weeks via my phone. Or so I thought. Apparently my phone service provider, my phone or simply the powers that be have decided this was not for the best, as none of the posts I wrote ended up being published or even saved. So, fear not! I am not dead, nor has my geek not been pissing me off. I simply have been censored by means out of my control. So it looks like I am back to typing up my posts on my computer from the comfort of my chair & desk rather than on my phone and in my bed.
I used to love road trips. The excitement of seeing some place new, new places to shop, new faces to meet. So much untold new things. So, why is it that I am not excited about the next road trip my geek has told me about? Because this one is a computer related road trip. Like pretty much all of the ones we have made in the last 2 years.
Just once, I would love to have my geek come up and say “Hey! Let’s go somewhere *you* want to go to.” But no, that is not what goes down around here. I get an email asking me to make arrangements to go to this state or that, as cheaply as we can, and off we go. Ok, I am well aware that fun can be had on the cheap. I am actually pretty good at finding awesome stuff to do on the cheap or free. We end up having to go as quick as we can with no time to stop anywhere neat, or even stop at a place that looks cool as we are driving past.
It is very much like when we go shopping together. He wants to go into the store, pick up exactly what he came there for, pay and leave. In 5 minutes or less. He does not enjoy the experience of shopping for the perfect thing, not going in with anything in mind, just looking for inspiration. I think I am going to make some “us time” mandatory on this trip. Or at least some shopping time. It has gotten so I dread these road trips.
The time on the road is great, though. We talk the whole time. More often than not, we get along even though we see things pretty differently, we usually respect each others viewpoints. I never have to dumb down a conversation and he doesn’t either (I don’t think.) We both really enjoy spending time together. But sometimes it feels like it is all about what he wants to do, and not what we both want to do. I feel like I am always giving and he only rarely does. It may not actually be that way, but this is where I come to vent, and he doesn’t get a say so nenner nenner nenner. 😛
So, I spent the day shopping. On his card. He sent me a text just to check and see if I was ok/if his card was smoking yet. Pretty sure I cannot complain about that. Today was a good day. Tomorrow a friend is coming by. They will be geeking it up. I will go crazy trying to follow a conversation or two that has 3 letter acronyms for this or that computer related thing. I will want to pull my hair out. For tonight, it is fully intact.