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Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Another Chapter in My Mad World!
Let's just say that life is never dull in my little corner of the world.
Friday my new computer arrived. The old trusty desktop (and I still prefer a desktop) had reached the blue-screen daily, or almost, stage and I knew it was imperative I break down and get a new one before Old Trusty was abruptly ripped off life support. Over the past year Old Trusty had slowed to a crawl and limped along while irritating and frustrating me on a regular basis. Also, my computer time had been severely curtailed due to working every day and the escalating chaos around here. Old Trusty didn't make it easy for me to spend my limited time online.
So, I broke down and got a sleek new computer with Windows 7. Love it! Also had to replace my 10-year-old deskjet and scanner with a sleek new wireless all-in-one Photosmart printer. Again, love it! Boy, has printer technology come a long was in a decade!! That was last weekend. Today is the first day I've had to really begin my relationship with Old Trusty's replacement. As usual, chaos intervened.
While replacing Old Trusty with New Hot Tech I noticed what looked like water damage around the edge of my carpet and baseboard beneath my desk. Said desk sits in front of a window where I can watch my birds come and go at the feeders off my patio. I enjoy that during the day. Anyway, I was appalled and had no clue what was causing the damage since there was no indication on the window or wall that water had leaked to cause the damage I discovered.
Oh great! Just what I needed: another, possibly expensive, issue to deal with!! I was not happy and the excitement of initiating my relationship with New Hot Tech was considerably "dampened". The floor and baseboard were dry at the time of discovery to I sprayed Moldex on the area and, on Sunday, cleaned that portion of the carpet.
As I said, New Hot Tech arrived late Friday and I was up until 2 AM on Saturday setting up and transplanting NHT from Old Trusty. The only hitch in the process was the dampened mood and undercurrent of anxiety over what the water damage meant. Saturday dawns, I take Trish to work and return to do my usual chores and cleaning of one or more fish tanks. I wanted to get all that done as quickly as possible so I could play with NHT. Like I said, however, chaos intervened.
I don't even remember the trigger at this point, but while I was cleaning the house something set Sam off and all Hell broke loose! He literally threw virtually the entire contents of his bookcases and room out into the hall and the family room area!!! I couldn't do much to stop him as he was hurling things in my direction. I got the 3 dogs out and closed Connor's room door. (Connor came out some time later, before I even made a dent in the mess, and asked..."What happened?" This is how clueless and hyper-focused he is when playing a video or computer game. Part of his Autism.). After annihilating his room Sam refused to help clean up, cussed me on the way to his mother's room where he slammed the door and remained for some length of time. I was horrified and almost didn't know where to begin with the cleanup. I had no choice as it was extremely hot outside where I had banished the dogs and I had to get them back in as soon as possible. Spanky, being a typical puppy, was sure to find all the broken bits and small Legos. Not a good idea, so I just jumped in and tackled the disaster. I probably had the dogs back inside in under an hour. By then I had gotten all the books into containers where I could pick up or sweep up the small and broken items. I spent the majority of the rest of the morning and afternoon until time to pick Trish up from work, putting his room back together, primarily all the books back in the book cases. It was one of those messes that couldn't be left to have his mother make him clean up. Book are our friends and I wanted to get them picked up and put back out of harm's way. The broken and unimportant items I swept up and threw away. I salvaged the video games and put them in Connor's room.
This, my friends, is just a small example of what life can be like with kids who have mental illness. It's not pretty and it can be very chaotic. One or more unstable kids is volatile with a 90-something chance of violent weather patterns!!
Soooooooooooo Hot Tech had to wait. Sunday I had more time to get to know the newbie. I also cleaned, as I said, the damaged carpet area and made a mental note to consult with good old Mr. Larry as to what the problem might be and who I should call to deal with it. Monday was a busy day and I never got that chance. Monday evening I had to attend to some business that my dear brother brought to my attention. It was tedious and took the better part of the evening. Some of it I had to do on the new computer and that made the going a bit slower. Office has changed in the past 7 years!
Yesterday morning, before I took Trish to work, I noticed the water-damaged area was wet again. Bummer! It also dawned on me that I'd just run the sprinkler in the area outside my window to water the container gardens. OK.... Looked like the source of the water had to do with the sprinkler right outside that window and the fact it had a 360 degree head on it which constantly sprayed my window when the sprinkler was running. The "where" it was getting in was another matter. So, anxiety rising like a tide in my belly again, I took Trish to work, stopped by the mail center and got the work I'd done the night before notarized and sent off (NOT inexpensively!), came home and called Mr. Larry.
He decided it was probably the fact that the sprinkler head constantly sprayed the window and the caulking around the outside of the window was eroded. He thought it was probably pooling in one corner and going down behind the brick, but not into the wall area. So, we replaced the sprinkler head with a 190 degree one and he re caulked the outside of the window. The cost:? A 24-pack of Miller Lite in the can, his beer of choice. He helps me out because he's the perfect next-door-neighbor and has been, along with his wife, for the entire 16 years I've lived here. Years ago, when he refused to take anything for the help he provides from time to time, I insisted and we decided on Miller Lite. Mr. Larry had come to the rescue again!
Trish is off today and has gone to Dallas with the boys for a doctor's appointment. I'm home with the furkids and relishing the alone time, a drying carpet and pad, and the chance to resume the new relationship with Mr.New Hot Tech. I took some photos of the water damage and new computer and decided to indulge in a new blog post on the newbie.