Thursday, November 11, 2010

Murphy’s Law

 

Yesterday was a weird fucking day.  It started the moment I woke up.  And the only reason I woke up was because Hamilton (my Olde English Bulldog) has this thing lately where he shakes his head until I get out of bed.

He does it because he knows I will get out of bed.  Then he jumps his ass up on the bed and goes to sleep.  Anyway, I saw that there was a text from my daughter.  It said, “We have no HW”.  So I assumed that meant we had no hot water.  I checked the bathroom adjacent to my bedroom and sure enough, no hot water.

I asked Mark to come and check it out.  For several reasons, 1) I can’t read the frickin small print and 2) He knows shit about heating and air.  Sure enough the pilot was out.  So he lit it for me and whaa La , in a half hour I had hout water.

We both started our day with checking email, etc.  Mark’s computer decided to stop working.  We fucked with it for a couple hours trying to do everything we could think of to fix it.  The last thing we tried was hooking up his computer’s hard drive to my computer to at least save all the video footage.  It instantly crashed my computer and now neither the Post computer or mine is working.  SHIT!!!

At this point we had worked on the computers all day.  Time for a little break.  I knew my daughter would be home from school soon too.  I went to go see her.  She had a horrible day as well.  You know 14 year old dilema of “boys”.  Well, one in particular was being a dick.  So we all tried to cheer her up a bit.  Then I said to her, “You were right, I had Mark check the hot water tank.”  She says, “What for?”  I said.  You sent me a text saying we had no hot water”  She said, “No I didn’t”

This sent a chill down my spine.  She has often said she feels paranormal activity in the house, so I don’t know. 

It ended up we had to go buy Windows 7.  I lost everything.  My email program and everything that goes along with it.  I’m slowly recovering some of them.  But it turns out Windows 7 doesn’t even come with an email program.  So I had to download Windows Live Mail.  I hate this mail program.  One, it has no disability settings for low visual aide that I can find.  And two, I just hate it.  I found a few of my emails, for people who ordered customs, but that’s about it.  My brother the computer expert says “Use the import button”.  I did, but it didn’t do shit.  And I cant figure out how to import anything.  The install did  save a lot of my information in a folder entitled Windows.Old.  But It won’t sync up.  I like my old email program Windows Mail.  I had it where I wanted it to be as far as disability settings, for my blindness, and all my separate folders for everything.  FUCK, FUCK, FUCK

So the installation took forever.  But at least the footage was saved.  Now, I have to learn a whole new operating system all over again.

So, Mark stayed a little later and we got some beer.  Why, because we fucking just had a bad day.  Why else?  Haha, like you need a reason to drink right?

So bed was the last thing.  And now it’s a brand new day.

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