Disoriented

What a very strange morning I had. I think I kind of woke up in the very early morning with breathing problems. But, I'm not really sure. I remember being kind of awake and unable to get comfortable. This morning, my shoulders are really sore and it does kind of hurt to breathe (but that's rapidly going away - the hurt, not the breath).

Then when I did get up, it was really dark out. It's that time of year but, still, it's disconcerting. The difference in morning light between last Friday and this morning is considerable.

Then it was kind of chilly - which was wonderful but strange.

Then at work things were just off - in some cases, only a pixel or two but in some cases it took serious concentration to figure out what I was doing even though I've done it every single work day for 6 months.

Oh and then I got a note from my brother that Mother is doing good and he has lots to report but wants to wait until he gets to a real keyboard (means he's sending via Treo). Since it was clearly sent from Mom's and I thought he left there yesterday morning, I got really confused. (Turns out they didn't leave for home until noonish today.)

I finally worked my way out of it by about 11:30ish but it was sure a very strange feeling and not a fun one.

But, on the up side, check out this fabulous forecast!

Disoriented

What a very strange morning I had. I think I kind of woke up in the very early morning with breathing problems. But, I'm not really sure. I remember being kind of awake and unable to get comfortable. This morning, my shoulders are really sore and it does kind of hurt to breathe (but that's rapidly going away - the hurt, not the breath).

Then when I did get up, it was really dark out. It's that time of year but, still, it's disconcerting. The difference in morning light between last Friday and this morning is considerable.

Then it was kind of chilly - which was wonderful but strange.

Then at work things were just off - in some cases, only a pixel or two but in some cases it took serious concentration to figure out what I was doing even though I've done it every single work day for 6 months.

Oh and then I got a note from my brother that Mother is doing good and he has lots to report but wants to wait until he gets to a real keyboard (means he's sending via Treo). Since it was clearly sent from Mom's and I thought he left there yesterday morning, I got really confused. (Turns out they didn't leave for home until noonish today.)

I finally worked my way out of it by about 11:30ish but it was sure a very strange feeling and not a fun one.

But, on the up side, check out this fabulous forecast!

I Made it Safely Home

Whata strange day. I also remembered that some of the regulars were not at the bus this morning. This afternoon when I rounded the corner at the stop, where I usually first see the crowd waiting there was one lone guy - a regular but all by himself. I asked him where everybody was and he said he didn't know and that there were a lot missing from his morning bus, too. Strange.

And not as cool as promised BUT the sky is beautiful. Bright blue with these amazing clouds. It's not hot and so I really can't complain.

Oh, wait, yes I can.... where in the fuck are my Crocs!!! I thought for sure they would be here today. They were mailed from Texas last Wednesday. I think the mail people must have tossed them out of the truck and made them walk. Geesh.

Oh and I finally got a detailed report from my brother on Mom and all is good. The staff at place where she lives - Bishop Gasden - is really stepping up to the plate in a big way. They have not done so before because, well, Mom didn't need it. Now she does and they have lots of very very competent hands that she's in now.

One thing they already have done is take over her medications. She takes a basicillion pills and they are all on different schedules and some have to have food and some don't. I've long marveled at her ability to keep them all straight. She devotes about an hour every week to getting them all organized. Well, now the pharmacy there is taking over. She will get daily pill packs with instructions written on each pack - which one to take when and how. She told my brother that she was now in a little bit of stress over what in the hell she was going to do with that extra hour every week.

She probably will be able to go back to her apartment for at least a few months anyway. In a couple of weeks.

Mariners game is at 7.

I Made it Safely Home

Whata strange day. I also remembered that some of the regulars were not at the bus this morning. This afternoon when I rounded the corner at the stop, where I usually first see the crowd waiting there was one lone guy - a regular but all by himself. I asked him where everybody was and he said he didn't know and that there were a lot missing from his morning bus, too. Strange.

And not as cool as promised BUT the sky is beautiful. Bright blue with these amazing clouds. It's not hot and so I really can't complain.

Oh, wait, yes I can.... where in the fuck are my Crocs!!! I thought for sure they would be here today. They were mailed from Texas last Wednesday. I think the mail people must have tossed them out of the truck and made them walk. Geesh.

Oh and I finally got a detailed report from my brother on Mom and all is good. The staff at place where she lives - Bishop Gasden - is really stepping up to the plate in a big way. They have not done so before because, well, Mom didn't need it. Now she does and they have lots of very very competent hands that she's in now.

One thing they already have done is take over her medications. She takes a basicillion pills and they are all on different schedules and some have to have food and some don't. I've long marveled at her ability to keep them all straight. She devotes about an hour every week to getting them all organized. Well, now the pharmacy there is taking over. She will get daily pill packs with instructions written on each pack - which one to take when and how. She told my brother that she was now in a little bit of stress over what in the hell she was going to do with that extra hour every week.

She probably will be able to go back to her apartment for at least a few months anyway. In a couple of weeks.

Mariners game is at 7.

I'm such a bitch

So I hopped onto Mom's computer today to make sure my sister and her children hadn't screwed up anything. Sure enough they had installed some kind of shit that threw a ton of icons on the website and put a toolbar on the browser and did lordknowswhat to the system.

So I deleted all the icons, went into the control panel and deleted all the programs they installed and cleaned up the browser. Then I pulled up Norton's and started a full scan. I had the VPN window open so I could monitor...

It was about half done when my sister just clicked on Exit! Sure, why not... couldn't be that the SCAN IN PROGRESS sign might mean anything and that she's smart enough about computers to even know whether interrupting it could cause a problem or not. But, heck, it's not her computer so why the fuck should she care????

She proceeded to open up about 4 IE windows - she'd type in a URL - incorrectly and get a Page Not Found and then leave that window open and open another one and try again... That was pretty funny to watch. She tried to get into her own email via Squirrel Mail but, apparently couldn't get her password or something right. Then she tried to find Yahoo mail but that one eluded her.

Finally she went to Mom's Outlook Express and just used Mom's email - not bothering to change the signature or explain it. I watched her type the note - two lines of fawning over the recipient - two lines of update (we're having a great time) and two lines of asking a favor (I lost the number you gave me - please could you send it to this email address???)...

Man, I could so fuck with her... And I have no qualms about doing it... But, she's so clueless it wouldn't even be that much fun. I'm now scanning again...

I'm such a bitch

So I hopped onto Mom's computer today to make sure my sister and her children hadn't screwed up anything. Sure enough they had installed some kind of shit that threw a ton of icons on the website and put a toolbar on the browser and did lordknowswhat to the system.

So I deleted all the icons, went into the control panel and deleted all the programs they installed and cleaned up the browser. Then I pulled up Norton's and started a full scan. I had the VPN window open so I could monitor...

It was about half done when my sister just clicked on Exit! Sure, why not... couldn't be that the SCAN IN PROGRESS sign might mean anything and that she's smart enough about computers to even know whether interrupting it could cause a problem or not. But, heck, it's not her computer so why the fuck should she care????

She proceeded to open up about 4 IE windows - she'd type in a URL - incorrectly and get a Page Not Found and then leave that window open and open another one and try again... That was pretty funny to watch. She tried to get into her own email via Squirrel Mail but, apparently couldn't get her password or something right. Then she tried to find Yahoo mail but that one eluded her.

Finally she went to Mom's Outlook Express and just used Mom's email - not bothering to change the signature or explain it. I watched her type the note - two lines of fawning over the recipient - two lines of update (we're having a great time) and two lines of asking a favor (I lost the number you gave me - please could you send it to this email address???)...

Man, I could so fuck with her... And I have no qualms about doing it... But, she's so clueless it wouldn't even be that much fun. I'm now scanning again...