The next day
Today was better.
A mouse obligingly died in one of the traps. But I still hear skittering, so there are more mice for me to catch.
My new computer arrived. I’ve got most of my settings and files moved over with a few critical gaps. I may have to bite the bullet and upgrade Quicken and Quickbooks. Software that is 5 or 6 years old starts being unsupported.
Kiki and Gleek ran off with Howard for a daddy/daughter campout. It has been a nice quiet evening with half as many kids around. I intended to spend most of it with the boys, but lots of it went into computer stuff. I did help them make smores in the microwave though. Hopefully that was enough to help them be happy about not getting to camp.
The big grumpiness from me continued today. Not sure why I’m so grouchy. Could be that Howard has been so incredibly busy. Could be me needing more breaks from the kids. Could be the huge messes that I find every time I turn around. Just this last week I found that some kids had made bird’s nests out of cut grass in the middle of a bedroom floor. The dried grass was then kicked all over the room and mixed with dirty clothes, clean clothes, books, yarn, toys, more yarn, and some TV tables. It was a truly amazing mess.
Of course some of the over-powering mess is a result of the fact that I was siezed by a story this week and I had to get it written before it got away from me.
I really want a break. I want to take a day and go do something with no kids. The first window of opportunity for that will be in two weeks after Howard has finished his pre-world-con crunch and has recovered from his post world-con crash. Also my parents are going to come and visit then. I’ll bet I can get them to babysit while I run off for a day. Grandparents like to do that kind of thing.