Why are W and Q so close on the keyboard?
I promised myself this would be a better week than the last one. We spent the weekend seeing fun people, some of them we even saw twice. We put our house back together and generally got organized. I wanted to wait until the bathroom was entirely finished to even attempt to reassemble the house, but since we used TrafficMaster Stainproof Grout, I'm starting to think the bathroom will never really be done.
Last week a huge part of my lacklustre mood was specifically caused by the thin coating of dust covering my house and my soul. So it felt good to clear things out and put furniture back in place and get rid of the mammoth hairballs tumbling across the floor. Nothing says, "Today is going to be a good day" like hairballs passing you in the morning.
Logan also put the bathroom door back up so that one might use the bathroom without the constant threat of uninvited and often unintended spectators. "Oh, I didn't know you were in here. Sorry."
The biggest reason we got the house clean though were our dinner plans with friends and I've decided this is likely the best way to keep a fire lit under Logan to complete this project: Invite friends over at two week intervals. We can live with filth and our toiletries on the kitchen counter and barely even notice it after a while, but your filth looks a lot different through outsider's eyes. We've got another dinner planned for the last weekend in September and then we'll host Family Pizza Night with my playgroup (which is now not to so much a playgroup but a warm and comfortable hug to run to as I face the prospect of being more involved at the elementary school). So that puts us at the last weekend in October. Do you want to come for dinner? Maybe we'll even have an exhaust fan by then!
So yes, Sunday saw me optimistic and hopeful for a good week. A better week than the last one with the bad birthday and follow-up self image crisis and the shattered rear view mirror and the sick kid home from school. For about 12 hours, it all looked so promising.
Then I woke up at 3, 4 and 6 am with a runny nose and burning painful throat and I spent all morning willing the throbbing headache to go away. I managed to get Max to school and myself to the coffee shop.
I sat at the coffee shop uploading all the hat pictures you sent me and trying to be sure I didn't miss anyone's hats. Then, as I finished, I hit ctrl+q instead of ctrl+w to shut an upload image window and voila! Over half my post was gone.
All the joy drained from my life.
But now it's 9:03pm and I just took a glorious dose of Nyquil and tomorrow will be better.
Tomorrow will be better.
PS: This has been bothering me for a while but I didn't know how to bring it up. It's just that I took this picture of Max back in July that makes him look a little, I don't know, full of 'wonderment' let's say. And so I added this note and Logan and I laughed about it for almost an hour. To this day, Logan will call out, (with a British accent) "I want to touch the fairy daddy!", from the other room and it sends me into at the very least a hearty giggle every time.
And people have looked at this picture but no one thought it was funny. So maybe it's not funny but I'd really like it if you looked again and read the little note with a British accent and see if that makes it any funnier.
Laugh-out-loud funny. The accent is key.
Posted by: HeidiKR | 2006.09.18 at 09:23 PM
LOL!
I invite people over to get things done around the house too. I'm glad I'm not the only one.
Posted by: Maria P. | 2006.09.19 at 01:04 AM
Delurking to say I love your writing. You can make me laugh even through your darkest times.
I have to agree with you about having work done to your house. I too am having a new bathroom fitted. Last Tuesday the plumber cam ina and removed all the fittings. Now we are not too bad because we have a half bath downstairs but he only came last night to fit the bath and shower!! On what planet is it acceptable to have no bath or shower for a full week? I have been at the pool every day so didn't smell to bad ;o) but refused to let the plumber leave until he put my bath back yesterday.
We (fingers crossed) should have all the work completed this week. Then I will need about a week off work to clean up all the dust and dirt. They have been here for the last month and at fiorst I cleaned upo every night but then thought why bother? Wish me luck with the clean up.
Posted by: AlisonC | 2006.09.19 at 03:50 AM
Or, read the note in a German accent. Also funny. Well, at least to me.
Delurking to say that I enjoy your blog. I don't remember how I stumbled upon it, but I like your tone.
Posted by: DinerGirl | 2006.09.19 at 11:21 AM
I have a British accent, and I saw the fairy, and it was a funny fairy. I think it gets funnier the more high and piping the British accent becomes.
Posted by: Antonia | 2006.09.19 at 11:54 AM
I want to know WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED to your WINDOW????? That still freaks me out. I want answers, lady. :)
Posted by: Nefariousnina | 2006.09.19 at 01:06 PM
Okay, so, everyone is saying that it was funny, so I feel like I'm just parroting... but it is totally funny. Because he looks so very British and twee, with his sparkling eyes and red lips. 'Please, Mother, *do* fetch me the fairy. I really must see the fairy, Mother. Please.'
Posted by: Her Bad Mother | 2006.09.19 at 01:06 PM
Oh, you know how you think of a great line long after the opportune moment? Well, for back when you were coming up with alternate names for the Trafficmaster Stainproof Grout (for Google, that was), I thought of this one:
"The Grout Pretender"
Get it? Works on so many levels...
Posted by: Flydaddy | 2006.09.19 at 01:21 PM
You're fairy comment alone had me giggling like a loon while I waited for the speed of dial-up to perform it's magic.
Posted by: jenc | 2006.11.11 at 02:48 PM