Blabbering

Oh, there is a lot going on here. I was working on my computer last night when notification came that my computer was infected by blaster worm. I tried to do a system restore, but it would not let me. I tried to delete the offending program and my computer screamed at me. Literally. Screamed at me. I about jumped out of my chair.

So the computer is at the shop of the great and powerful computer guru, name of Ralston. Ralston of Youngsville. Good egg. He and Tim went to school together. Hopefully he can fix my screaming computer. I am amazed that this all waited to happen until after school ended. It would have been disasterous had it happened just even earlier this week.

I am using Cara's old laptop. She donated it to my 'office' when she bought her new computer. I am glad to have the back up, because I would have gone through withdrawal without computer access. I have a column rattling around my head that needs to spring forth. I have a girl backpacking through Korea on her own. She was staying at hostels, but after one night where she said she saw more naked people than she wanted to ever see again, she began staying at 'love motels'. She mentioned that the television had a coin box, and wondered if she could sit down and watch a movie. Perhaps the Aristocats. I advised her not to put a coin in the television machine. The only contact I have with her right now is via computer, and I would have been beside myself if I could not have checked in to see how she's doing.

Tim and I got up early and went to the house. I've only been there a handful of times. Today we met the carpet cleaner who took one look at the second floor and recommended not even trying to save them. Since there is hardwood floors underneath, we're not all that broken up about the idea. The carpets on the third floor are salvageable though.

I began sweeping today, just piles of rubble. BB? You know how you hate mice? You would hate my beautiful house right now! I daydreamed while I worked. I daydreamed about where the Christmas tree would go. About parties and gatherings of friends and family, about where to put our furniture. What would look nice in the entrance way. Our bedroom has a big picture window to look back across the back yard. I worked outside too, and began to discover things in that garden. A glade of violets, and lily of the valley. A gorgeous bleeding heart. Holly. Forget me nots that look like a cloud fallen to my back yard. All too soon, it was time to leave, and I said to Tim, "Everytime that I come here, I love it even more." I cannot believe our luck. It is such a beautiful place.

I have so many plans rattling around in my head. As I swept today, and daydreamed while Tim installed the hot water tank in the basement, sweeping up all manner of rubble: toys, juiceboxes, dishes with spoons, rodent droppings, papers, pencils, pens, make up, candy wrappers, cripes, you name it, I was sweeping it up, and I found myself talking to the house in a reassuring way. Sounds stupid, I know, but I felt sorry for this grand house, so badly treated.

I had an appointment today at the Cancer Center. I had arrived early for my 2:30 appointment, but ended up leaving because I had no more time to wait. I had to be to work at 4. I understand that emergencies come up. It is after all a Cancer Center. I told them though, that when the doctor is running late, it seems only common courtesy that one would be told that she is running late. This gives the patient a chance to assess the situation. If she cannot stay, then the appointment can be remade. It's really just courtesy, after all.

Well, to bed. I have to work tomorrow. If the hot water tank is installed, then I can begin to scrub the kitchen tomorrow evening after I leave work. I'm so excited...