No repercussions for my evil, and some books should not be read in certain circumstances.
First, I confessed my evil act to spouse the next day while he was in the tub, explaining the action and activity after and he didn't seem to mind at all. In fact, he later called our teenager on it and received a cover-up response that neither of us believed but let pass. Was amusing. Anyway, I continued to unplug the modem/router the rest of the week with no complaints. I think it works. Of course, teen is now reading the "Incarnations of Immortality" series by Piers Anthony and is staying up with that, but I have fewer problems with that, first because it is reading and second because it's easier to fall asleep on a book than the computer. : )
Speaking of books, I have decided that agents and publishers must be idiots to some extent and not follow their own rules. I have been receiving various books on tape from the audiobooks library (they often send me random ones, which means some I send back without trying to listen to), and have discovered that a large number of books go on FOREVER in the beginning with completely pointless boredom. Some are dull and stupidly so the entire way through. How some of these made it to publication, besides multiple similar books, I hve no idea. But, if agents actually insisted on following their rule of a book having to "grab" them in the first five pages and the synopsis, I think a good quarter, if not close to half, of these books would never have made it t publication. Trite it may sound, but *I* can write better and more interestingly than many of these people. One example of this was a mystery where the entire books used the word "said" for people speaking. NEVER anything more descriptive. I know the one author out there has a thing about never using "said", but I much prefer that hangup to the constant use of it. Ugh. Wasn't a bad story, but that got very dull. Then there was the one that didn't get to the point until halfway or more through the book. And then there was the one about a couple that basically squatted in a shack on the coast of Maine, but started by describing the couple in old age in great detail and their lives of doing nothing and what the neightbors thought of them, then going to the part when they met, then telling more of their dull lives of artistic failure (not even any angst) and sheer laziness to do anythig. It was supposedly a romance (but not a steamy one) and about Love, but there was no oomph or point to it either. I actually shut it off before gfetting to the second side of the first tape and sent it back unheard.
What is wrong with these agents and publishers???
That said, I *am* listening to something rather interesting. It's a teen book, but not teeny-boppish. It's called "Life as We Knew It" and is a diary of a girl after the moon is knocked off kilter by a meteor and the world is having cataclysmic stuff happen due to its new orbit and gravitational pull. Only problem with this one is my timing. Not good to read/listen to a book that has stress from food rationing, family stress, etc. when you have such things going on n your life, even if its for different reasons.
At this point I am *very* pregnant and getting more so for five more weeks and cannot stand long enought to do necessary things like pull up my pants as I'm getting dressed, lean down to my toes for any reason, and the baby is pressing on something with my bladder that makes me feel like I have to pee, but then can't. My hands are regularly seizing up as well, as I'm sure my typing shows. I am also deathly aftraid that I won't know I am in labor rght away and we son't make it to the hospital i Anchorage in time. Since I have less sensitivity to sensations in my lower chest region/abdomen this is a realistic fear. Also, frustration at other things in life are enough that I broke down in tears last week, and that is *not* like me. I guess I feel loike I am trying so hard to make things work as they should and I am getting nothing back and no support or the help I need. We finally got someone here yesterday to figure out a harness setup in the bathroom to prevent me from falling, but I'm even doubtful of that, since I have been asking for four months and I now have only five weeks of pregnancy left and can't really even stand long enough in there *now*. It's one of those things where by tghe time it *is* done it'll be the "too little, too late" syndrome. I almost wish they'd hospitalize me for these next few weeks till the baby is born, then I wouldn't have to deal with anybody or anything. Except I'm pretty sure they'd insist on a catheter and I am NOT going there. LOL
Okay, that last made me smile. Things aren't so bad. I can deal with this. Just need to hold out a little longer and things will be brighter. I have a plan for some things, and I knew that one point would be tough, and I'm there now, but once I get past this point it will be better. I can do this. Think I'll make a to do list to line me out and get me going:
1) Call insuance to check on reimbursement check - left message AGAIN
2) Pay on CC
3) Transfer $ to mom for swimming and insurance
4) Bite the bullet and put car registration o n CC
5) 258 - read and do HW
6) Call cousin about appt Friday and Feb 10
7) Call ppl about Reliv
8) Cook ham for tonight
9) Check one CC balance and see about TF to pay off
10) Dividend apps
11) Balance checkbook
12) Pay Ak Img
13) Check to PT
P.S. - Okay, this may be TMI, but I just took a trip to the bathroom and I have to say that those are by far the most frustrating and upsetting parts of my day. Getting to the toilet and back to the chair is a trial, even more so when trying to deal with clothes. This is why I requested the harness system 4 MONTHS AGO. Every time I go in there I come out wanting to scream, rant, and rave, especially at the two people that claim to want to "help" me the most - mom and spouse. If they really cared, they'd have listrened sooner and listen now, but they don[t.
Crap, I think I need a counselor. Yeah, like anybody would bother to get me there.