Friends,
The Matron has not dissappeared and she's not planning to do so in the future. Instead, a spate of horrors (okay, remember she's prone to hyperbole) have unfolded over the past few days.
First, the Matron is on 'spring break' from her college. The temperature is a balmy 27 degrees (and that is intended as balmy and not irony for Minnesota in March) and there is four feet of snow on the ground and more coming. Spring break, indeed.
She has spent most of 'Spring Break' attending to the kind of work crisis that keeps one awake all night.
HWCBN momentarily (she hopes) hates her and is exceptionally good about making that known, much to the dismay of his siblings, who still had some slim hope that their mother really isn't a staggeringly effective reincarnation of Joan Crawford.
Dream on, children. Optimists live only to be disappointed.
Hiss, hiss.
But the kicker is that her computer crashed. Everything? Gone. She'd like to say that the IT people at her workplace are fully mobilized. This is her dream:
IT People: "OMIGOD! We need to work around the clock to get this instructor's computer hard drive and find her a new one!"
IT People #2: "Call in the temp workers. Let's get on this right now!"
IT People #2: "Call in the temp workers. Let's get on this right now!"
Instead, the person in charge of fixing her problem is taking a couple of vacation days. With her laptop on his unoccuppied desk.
Now, the Matron is of belief that every once in awhile, lots of stuff goes wrong. This time in her life comes to mind: no jobs in the household, toddler, baby on the way and a 15 ton tree destroys your house right before you're diagnosed with a serious autoimmune disease.
So work problems, teenage dramas, Scarlett transportation and broken computer? Okay then. Seems like summer.
Bear with her and send her good energy. Posts should resume as usual tomorrow. In the meantime, she's working on the 'gaming' computer which, let us say, has been an enlightening experience.
Thanks for being here! It's good to sort of sigh and know that a couple hundred people hear that sigh float and hold on to it, toss it back, transformed. She's optimistic that way and plans not to be disappointed.
8 comments:
Ah Matron, please know this reader, at least, is patient. If you ever start charging, then I might start complaining over an absence. Until then, your free words are a treat and worth waiting for.
Just tell yourself that that unnameable teen will himself someday be the parent of a teen...what goes around, comes around (you have put the "hope you have one just like you" maternal curse on him, right?)
Hope the tech gods smile on you and get your 'puter fixed asap!
Is it possible that the unnameable teen is begrudging the use of the gaming computer?
We have one in our house (internet-friendly computers, that is... there are more teens than computers!) and I feel your pain.
Oh, Matron. I feel some of your pain. In the last week, my 10-year-old has decided he hates me and has become so MOUTHY I just cannot stand it. For the first time in my life, I truly dislike him. Funny how the love keeps coming anyway, isn't it?
If you were closer, I would offer you a bottle of wine and dinner, just so we could commiserate and avoid the children.
Take care.
Definitely sending good thoughts your way.
This, too, shall pass...
Wishing you luck! Perhaps one of your darling children will take up computer repair and restoration as a career or hobby. Then you'd be set for life... or at least for a week or two.
It will pan out okay. All of it. Keep your chin up--and know that HWSNBN will come around, too.
Wish we lived nearby. My teenage geek would fix up your computer in a jiffy!
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