G4: Take One
I worked all day today and I closed the shop alone at 8:30, after which I came home and bullied Court into stopping WoW and helping me clean the kitchen. She mostly hovered about behind me while I cleaned and she also complained that I was leaving all the 'icky parts' for her.
"Ok you want to unload the silverware?" I fumed, "get your butt over here any time of the frickin' day and do it, then. Jeeze. You don't want to what... wipe counters? Put away food that you've left out all day? Take out the overflowing trash? FINE, then come over here and finish the dishes that I started putting away when I got up this morning, early, and did before I went to work all day."
And that is as close to an argument as we'll get.
I finished unloading the dishes, put away/threw away food, washed and loaded the dishes, washed all the pots and pans, took out the trash. I don't know what she did - I don't care. It has to be done, whatever, I'll do it.
Then I went upstairs and though I really just wanted to chill, I drug the vacuum up the stairs to my room. Brought up a little desk, too. Called Courtney upstairs to help me completely re-do my room. Yes, really - I have put it off for WEEKS. I think she could tell I had juuuust about had it because she really worked her butt off as we vacuumed and moved furniture and vacuumed and moved the bed and dusted and vacuumed and moved heavy things. Only once did she, seeing me trying to completely move the california-king bed across the room instead of over 9 inches where it would stay, say anything negative.
"What are you doing? Just shove it over with me."
"I want to dust behind the bed" I said, in full Detail-Girl Mode.
"But...why? I don't think we can move this bed that direction - the wheels are wrong."
"No," I said, straining as it moved nowhere, "I want to dust the floorboards while we're cleaning."
"Skye - this? Is a really big PAIN. And think about it - It didn't bother you this morning, did it? And it won't bother you tomorrow. Just do what we can see and get to, ok?"
I capitulated because... no WAY were just the two of us going to move that big bed anywhere but the way the wheels were pointing. It took us eons and babysteps just to move the dresser from one side of the room to the other! Also, Court was right; overkill would kill me, tonight.
In the end this room is a MESS, knicknacks all on the tetris shelves and my bed half-made and piles of stuff against the far wall. But I did the important part -
I set up a desk and unpacked my sparkly G4 (from mistybell74 and Sam) and HUGE monitor (from lostidol). LOOK HOW PRETTY!!!
I know - is that AMAZING or what?!? I got a total charge out of this, I tell you - tiredness just swept away and I HAD to plug everything in and try it right away!
So I started it and it dinged and came up (WOW IS THAT SCREEN HUGE) and then a pop-up box said something about the date being before March 20001 and this may cause some problems with some applications.
Well, THAT'S no good so I went to system preferences and started to change it but then I noticed the text on the screen went sorta wonky and I got the spinning rainbow of WAIT. Or in this case, the spinning rainbow of DOOM, because the next popup told me to restart by holding the power button for 5 seconds.
Dang.
And from then on, that was the pattern - for hours, nothing I tried worked. Went online and found nothing specific to my identical problem but I saw one thing I tried - I reset the PMU by holding it, even three times... no luck. I don't have instillation disks so I can't start from the optical drive, either. I don't know what's wrong! I don't know enough to figure it out! I am an idiot and EVERYTHING IS DOOMED!
Oh my poor broken heart. Oh my disappointment. Oh my emogirl. Oh my ANGER and also hotness because I had been working HARD and do you know how hot it is in my room?!? HOT hot.
So I guess it's time to go to bed, but I can't help but feel that I have booked a cruise on the Failboat - my room's a DE-ZAS-TER, my computer doesn't work, it's way late, and I have been tired for hours. Waaah!
I am going to eat TWO scotch eggs tomorrow at the Ren Faire and also buy myself a ring - a RUBY ring - because I am good and pretty and smart even if I am right now cranky as an old woman, covered in dust, and cannot make my "It's an Apple! It doesn't hardly need a USER, it's so easy!" work for crap. Everyone knows buying pretty things restores your self-worth as a person, right? Right?
Hmpff!
"Ok you want to unload the silverware?" I fumed, "get your butt over here any time of the frickin' day and do it, then. Jeeze. You don't want to what... wipe counters? Put away food that you've left out all day? Take out the overflowing trash? FINE, then come over here and finish the dishes that I started putting away when I got up this morning, early, and did before I went to work all day."
And that is as close to an argument as we'll get.
I finished unloading the dishes, put away/threw away food, washed and loaded the dishes, washed all the pots and pans, took out the trash. I don't know what she did - I don't care. It has to be done, whatever, I'll do it.
Then I went upstairs and though I really just wanted to chill, I drug the vacuum up the stairs to my room. Brought up a little desk, too. Called Courtney upstairs to help me completely re-do my room. Yes, really - I have put it off for WEEKS. I think she could tell I had juuuust about had it because she really worked her butt off as we vacuumed and moved furniture and vacuumed and moved the bed and dusted and vacuumed and moved heavy things. Only once did she, seeing me trying to completely move the california-king bed across the room instead of over 9 inches where it would stay, say anything negative.
"What are you doing? Just shove it over with me."
"I want to dust behind the bed" I said, in full Detail-Girl Mode.
"But...why? I don't think we can move this bed that direction - the wheels are wrong."
"No," I said, straining as it moved nowhere, "I want to dust the floorboards while we're cleaning."
"Skye - this? Is a really big PAIN. And think about it - It didn't bother you this morning, did it? And it won't bother you tomorrow. Just do what we can see and get to, ok?"
I capitulated because... no WAY were just the two of us going to move that big bed anywhere but the way the wheels were pointing. It took us eons and babysteps just to move the dresser from one side of the room to the other! Also, Court was right; overkill would kill me, tonight.
In the end this room is a MESS, knicknacks all on the tetris shelves and my bed half-made and piles of stuff against the far wall. But I did the important part -
I set up a desk and unpacked my sparkly G4 (from mistybell74 and Sam) and HUGE monitor (from lostidol). LOOK HOW PRETTY!!!
I know - is that AMAZING or what?!? I got a total charge out of this, I tell you - tiredness just swept away and I HAD to plug everything in and try it right away!
So I started it and it dinged and came up (WOW IS THAT SCREEN HUGE) and then a pop-up box said something about the date being before March 20001 and this may cause some problems with some applications.
Well, THAT'S no good so I went to system preferences and started to change it but then I noticed the text on the screen went sorta wonky and I got the spinning rainbow of WAIT. Or in this case, the spinning rainbow of DOOM, because the next popup told me to restart by holding the power button for 5 seconds.
Dang.
And from then on, that was the pattern - for hours, nothing I tried worked. Went online and found nothing specific to my identical problem but I saw one thing I tried - I reset the PMU by holding it, even three times... no luck. I don't have instillation disks so I can't start from the optical drive, either. I don't know what's wrong! I don't know enough to figure it out! I am an idiot and EVERYTHING IS DOOMED!
Oh my poor broken heart. Oh my disappointment. Oh my emogirl. Oh my ANGER and also hotness because I had been working HARD and do you know how hot it is in my room?!? HOT hot.
So I guess it's time to go to bed, but I can't help but feel that I have booked a cruise on the Failboat - my room's a DE-ZAS-TER, my computer doesn't work, it's way late, and I have been tired for hours. Waaah!
I am going to eat TWO scotch eggs tomorrow at the Ren Faire and also buy myself a ring - a RUBY ring - because I am good and pretty and smart even if I am right now cranky as an old woman, covered in dust, and cannot make my "It's an Apple! It doesn't hardly need a USER, it's so easy!" work for crap. Everyone knows buying pretty things restores your self-worth as a person, right? Right?
Hmpff!