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A List that Makes a Monday Alright
Aug. 8th, 2022 05:25 pm This morning certainly started out, didn't it?
I awoke to a note on the toilet in my wife's handwriting that said, "Plugged. :-(" After brushing my teeth and throwing on some pants, I went to the basement got the plunger and started at it. I had THOUGHT I'd got it unplugged, flushed the flusher and... the toilet promptly overflowed. Despite that inauspicious start, I eventually got things working with what I presumed was a minimum amount of water on the floor.
BUT, as I was headed to the coffee shop to pick up what already felt like much needed fancy coffee, I got a text. Also from my lovely wife. It read: "Much bigger sploosh than you thought. Came through the kitchen ceiling. Need to bring up the dehumidifier, I think, to dry out." At least the coffee I bought for Mason was free because I'd filled up my punch card. Whee?
Got home, dragged up the dehumidifier turned it on and went on about my day, until Mason woke up and announced that he needed a ride to Best Buy to see if they could repair a hinge that has come loose on his fancy gaming laptop, the Razor Pro. Fine, fine, no problem, but we waited at the counter of the Geek Squad forever until a nice young man, Gavin, finally took a look. He admitted that they don't really do hardware repairs in store any more and so we might as well ship it back to the manufacturer--which was something Mason was trying to avoid, even though his computer is still under warranty. Gavin suggested we could also try Computer Revolution, a place I'd had really good luck with before. So, we thought we'd get a quick lunch at Noodle & Company since we were already at the Roseville Mall. Except, when I went to start the car it just didn't. At all.
Luckily, it occurred to me that the first thing I should check was the little screw top we use to disconnect the battery. We'd removed it when we left the car in the driveway all weekend up at our friends' cabin in Siren, Wisconsin. Fortunately, that seemed to do the trick, but HOLY SHIT I had a heart attack. This is our "new" car, the Camry, a gift from our other dear friends the Jackson, and as such is sort of the car I expect to continue to drive once our Ford is no longer road worthy.
Still the little scare reminded me that I need to take it in for an oil change and so I wanted to call the new place that just opened up on University Avenue extremely close to me, but, like now, my brain BLANKED on their name and had to wait to get home to do this in order to ask Shawn. (Not a huge hassle, but I think you can see the pattern that is forming: death by a thousand cuts.)
Noodles & Company is also doing this weird thing where they seem to have removed their cash registers and are only accepting online orders, so even though we basically just stood outside and placed an order, it was another level of WTF hassle that we didn't need. Especially as both Mason and I tend towards HANGRY if we don't eat lunch by 11:30 am. It was after noon.
But we did get to Computer Revolution eventually and they had, unfortunately, the same news for Mason. They could fix it there, but the parts were insanely hard to get since Razor is proprietary in their bits and bobs. But they got the closest of anyone to look at it, having taken it apart and really giving it the college try.
After all of this, Mason and I decided what we needed was a reboot. Shawn and I went for an afternoon walk and then a nap; he hid under his blankets for a few hours.
Things do seem better now?
I think this all feels so much more stressful because this weekend, we were looking at this:
I awoke to a note on the toilet in my wife's handwriting that said, "Plugged. :-(" After brushing my teeth and throwing on some pants, I went to the basement got the plunger and started at it. I had THOUGHT I'd got it unplugged, flushed the flusher and... the toilet promptly overflowed. Despite that inauspicious start, I eventually got things working with what I presumed was a minimum amount of water on the floor.
BUT, as I was headed to the coffee shop to pick up what already felt like much needed fancy coffee, I got a text. Also from my lovely wife. It read: "Much bigger sploosh than you thought. Came through the kitchen ceiling. Need to bring up the dehumidifier, I think, to dry out." At least the coffee I bought for Mason was free because I'd filled up my punch card. Whee?
Got home, dragged up the dehumidifier turned it on and went on about my day, until Mason woke up and announced that he needed a ride to Best Buy to see if they could repair a hinge that has come loose on his fancy gaming laptop, the Razor Pro. Fine, fine, no problem, but we waited at the counter of the Geek Squad forever until a nice young man, Gavin, finally took a look. He admitted that they don't really do hardware repairs in store any more and so we might as well ship it back to the manufacturer--which was something Mason was trying to avoid, even though his computer is still under warranty. Gavin suggested we could also try Computer Revolution, a place I'd had really good luck with before. So, we thought we'd get a quick lunch at Noodle & Company since we were already at the Roseville Mall. Except, when I went to start the car it just didn't. At all.
Luckily, it occurred to me that the first thing I should check was the little screw top we use to disconnect the battery. We'd removed it when we left the car in the driveway all weekend up at our friends' cabin in Siren, Wisconsin. Fortunately, that seemed to do the trick, but HOLY SHIT I had a heart attack. This is our "new" car, the Camry, a gift from our other dear friends the Jackson, and as such is sort of the car I expect to continue to drive once our Ford is no longer road worthy.
Still the little scare reminded me that I need to take it in for an oil change and so I wanted to call the new place that just opened up on University Avenue extremely close to me, but, like now, my brain BLANKED on their name and had to wait to get home to do this in order to ask Shawn. (Not a huge hassle, but I think you can see the pattern that is forming: death by a thousand cuts.)
Noodles & Company is also doing this weird thing where they seem to have removed their cash registers and are only accepting online orders, so even though we basically just stood outside and placed an order, it was another level of WTF hassle that we didn't need. Especially as both Mason and I tend towards HANGRY if we don't eat lunch by 11:30 am. It was after noon.
But we did get to Computer Revolution eventually and they had, unfortunately, the same news for Mason. They could fix it there, but the parts were insanely hard to get since Razor is proprietary in their bits and bobs. But they got the closest of anyone to look at it, having taken it apart and really giving it the college try.
After all of this, Mason and I decided what we needed was a reboot. Shawn and I went for an afternoon walk and then a nap; he hid under his blankets for a few hours.
Things do seem better now?
I think this all feels so much more stressful because this weekend, we were looking at this:
