Wednesday, April 26, 2006

The Case of the Exploding CD

BANG!

"What just happened?" We both turned and looked at my son accusingly. He was sitting at the computer, playing his favorite dinosaur game.

"Nothing! I didn't do anything!" He was looking around the desk area for any signs of damage, but neither he nor I could find anything wrong.

My husband then confessed that "he's been at that computer all day." Oh good, so much for Turn Off the TV Week, just give 'em a substitute and business as usual. "Finish up and let your brother have a turn," I said.

No more noises, until Lil Guy wanted to change the cd. "Mom, it's stuck!"

Great. Add that to the list. This computer isn't very old, but it's showing signs of wear and tear ... as in children having a little too much freedom to download cool stuff off the internet which will therefore wreak havoc with parents IMPORTANT STUFF (also downloaded off the internet).


"OK, move aside, let Mom get to work here." I shut down. I restarted. I shut down and restarted again. I pushed on the CD door. I jiggled it. I shut down and started again. (I did a few other things that would take too long to explain and might even sound like I knew what the heck I was doing so we just won't go there). Anyway, eventually, it opened for us.

And there sat the shattered pieces of the dinosaur game.

"Well, at least we know what that noise was."

Monday, April 17, 2006

From Chaos to Harmony

Front hall closet: DONE

(One box of shoes to send to younger cousin, one bag of shoes for Salvation Army, one small pile of jackets to sort and distribute - but it's OUT of that closet!)

We've got a long road ahead of us, but step by step, one small section at a time, this cluttered house will once again become a serene home.

Oh, and I have to add, I can still fit my car into the garage!

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Just dropping by to say "Hi"

That's about all I ever have time for these days. "Just a minute" seems to be my favorite phrase, since it's all that comes out of my mouth.

Just ask the kiddos. Even they're getting tired of waiting for me to finish what I'm doing (which is usually something for them in one way or another) in order for them to drop yet another request. For me to DO something else for them.

It would be a lot easier if I could just get organized.

I've been saying that for many years, but now I mean business. It seems that homeschooling has turned this moderately disorganized but comfy home into UTTER CHAOS & CLUTTER.

Not that I have never seen worse. My college dorm may have been worse ... yeah, probably was. But there was just me and my mess to contend with. Right now we have the combined messes of a growing family, and two of them are learning their slovenly ways from the wrong parent.

Dad tries to step in and make things right, but he's in a losing battle. It's up to me, since I am officially the Home Administrator and Queen in Residence, to shape things up.

I may be gone for long periods of time, since blogging must drop ever lower on my list of priorities. But when I'm back, it'll be better than ever. Or not, but at least I'm giving it my best shot.

Wish me luck.