Sunday, August 6, 2006
I'm busy preparing Club Little House packets for Round 2, early bird section, to go out tomorrow. Here they are, all lined up and ready to be packed into the boxes.
Rich is busy listening to some sort of computer tutorial. The tutorial is guided by a computerized monotone voice saying all sorts of crazy things that sound like jibberish. It is giving me a huge headache. Perhaps somewhere in the depths of my little brain I am trying to figure out what that little computer man is saying. It is a jumble of words like import and data and populate and section and option and schema and database. And the sound of that voice is echoing through every room I go to. I tried to work on some projects right there in the same room as Rich (because I like to be near him) but I swear that noise makes me so crazy. Crazy and maybe even a little mean. I need to get out. of. here. I think we've come up with a new form of torture here. And it works.