I feel so accomplished today. Not only did I drop off a sturdy metal filing cabinet and a cheap wooden microwave stand at Value Village, but I also located a place willing to take my old dead computer and gigantic monitor.
I researched the issue online and found this particular computer shop that recycles old computers and monitors and had to laugh at the extremely geeky and young employees. They were a sitcom stereotype of the kind of smart twentysomething nerds who understand the inner workings of computers. And I do mean that in the nicest way possible.
Anyway, I was happy to fork over $17 to be rid of the electronics. Some Facebook friends informed me that there are easier and free (!) ways to unburden yourself of dead computers and monitors, but who knew? I didn’t find any other way while consulting Google. I was very close to just tucking them into my trash can and covering them with kitchen garbage to fool the trashman, so I felt quite responsible disposing of them properly.
Then I managed a quick trip to Target before I returned home at noon to work.
I worked until five–with a quick interruption to drive the neighbor girl to her volleyball practice and to pick up my own daughter from school. The rain began as I ventured out at 3:30 p.m. Great. Because that is exactly what we need for Saturday morning’s soccer game.
A little after five, I drove my teens to meet their friend and his mom. They are spending the night at their friend’s house. So it’s quiet and no one will be eating a snack at 2:00 a.m.
I’m living a life crammed full with tedium.
In seven hours and twelve minutes, I need to be showered and dressed for rain and ready to leave the house for Grace’s soccer game. She has team pictures first and we have to arrive by 8:20 a.m., which is a crime, if you ask me.
But no one asked me.