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Irony, you bastard
The den was an INCREDIBLE disaster area (see my previous post). I'll admit it: I'm an incredible slob. The floor was so packed with books and papers that it was difficult to walk in the den.
I was dead tired yesterday, so I originally planned to just work until bedtime and then go to sleep. After all, why should I kill myself to make the room clean for a repairman? But once I settled in to the job, I really settled in. By the time I was done it was well past midnight. My clothes were literally soaking with sweat, my back hurt like hell, I had a large garbage bag full to bursting with trash...and the den was much cleaner then I had planned.
The closet is packed with papers and wires and junk, but the floor is completely clean and the room looks decent. It desperately needs a vacuuming, but there was no way I was going to vacuum at midnight. Sebastian would wake up for sure.
So after all that...the repair guy came and couldn't find any problem!
Mind you, the modem is still spontaneously disconnecting, frequently. At least once per hour, and often more. So when I get home, I'm going to place a cranky call to Cox.
Incidentally, in the morning Sebastian was quite surprised at how clean the den had become overnight. I think I impressed him.
I was dead tired yesterday, so I originally planned to just work until bedtime and then go to sleep. After all, why should I kill myself to make the room clean for a repairman? But once I settled in to the job, I really settled in. By the time I was done it was well past midnight. My clothes were literally soaking with sweat, my back hurt like hell, I had a large garbage bag full to bursting with trash...and the den was much cleaner then I had planned.
The closet is packed with papers and wires and junk, but the floor is completely clean and the room looks decent. It desperately needs a vacuuming, but there was no way I was going to vacuum at midnight. Sebastian would wake up for sure.
So after all that...the repair guy came and couldn't find any problem!
Mind you, the modem is still spontaneously disconnecting, frequently. At least once per hour, and often more. So when I get home, I'm going to place a cranky call to Cox.
Incidentally, in the morning Sebastian was quite surprised at how clean the den had become overnight. I think I impressed him.