The best (worst) day ever

Hello!

So today I slept in a bit, got my feet wrestled by my cat, and embarked on my work life a little later than expected, meeting with the lovely data manager at my lovely downtown office and then helping a colleague, who I think views me as the recent expert on all things higher education (he's an "adult student" - whereas I am clearly still the "dumb kid trying to grow up-type student"), figure out how use Google as the demi-god of Q&As (I used the word "mangoes" as an example of how to retrieve web sites, news info, pictures, articles, and mango-related products for sale, all in a series of Googlfied seconds! Go me, and this useless anti-use of the internet).

My lethargy today is mostly to be blamed upon a really great day yesterday, or a great day for me, that is.

You see, yesterday I woke up without the need for an alarm just after 6am. THIS NEVER HAPPENS. I should have known that the fates were toying with me and all that I hold sacred then and there, but I was naive. So I got all ready, enjoyed a CNN.com search with some morning coffee, and got out the door just after 7. I got to work before 7:30 (Also UNHEARD of) and had a marginally productive day.

I got home to find S on top of the world, because his graduation gift, a beautiful, hyper-powerful new desktop had arrived, and all his videogames were that much more fantastic.

I rejoiced in the ability for us to be a multi-computer capable family now - I broke out the wireless on the laptop and chillaxed while he played on. Then S decided to max out his new system, and max out he did, inadvertently shorting the processor. Oh, boy.

Now, I was sad for him, I pitied him, I tried to console him, but S had gone down to the depths of unspeakable tradgedy over this loss. To make matters worse, the to-remain-unnamed company from which the computer was purchased is severely lacking in their customer service. S called them, only to be put on hold to the annoying 80's beats of a California radio station for far over an hour with no assistance. At this point, sorry S, I was looking out for number one, and actually number two too, by suggesting that I run to Ikea and steal away (i.e. - purchase for a muy reasonable price) one of the two remaining double mattresses in their inventory for under $150. We need a mattress, badly, for the row house, and if these cheap Ikea options weren't available, we would be using one filled with air, no joke.

So I rushed away in S's time of need, was successful in finding and buying the ideally-priced bed (!!!), and even had an hour of store time left to grab 3 wonderful pieces for the new place - a footstool to match our tired out Ikea couch, a throw on sale and ready to dress up said couch, and a beautiful vase for the beautiful fresh flowers I vow to keep in our living room at all times in the new place.

When I got back home, on a budget-friendly, well-furnished high, S was in major need of a Chipotle dinner (aren't we all?) and I was just so happy with life. I tried to commiserate, but when we got back from dinner, the poor guy staring at his poor broken machine was too much for me yet again.

So I rushed off to rowhouse land, where to my great joy, the electricity had been turned on (did I mention that I have assembled multiple furniture pieces there in the dark, just too excited to move to conceive only a lunactic would do this? - no, I probably haven't shared this with you yet). But yes, the lights were on, so though it was night, I could see the beautiful new place all lit up and enjoy putting the mattress on the bed frame and decking out the living room without running into the walls. Bliss.

Sadly, S's computer has yet to be fixed. Happily, we will be dropping it off at some sketchy computer geek's house tomorrow afternoon, and for a bargain rate, it should soon be restored.

What turned out to be a great day for me - awake, productive, lucky, frugal, and even stuffed full of Chipotle, was quite a sad day for S, which made it all the more bittersweet. That's the way life is, I guess.
Now back to work, I have lots to catch up on.