Let me repeat: EEEEEEKKKKK!!!
(A good "eeeek." Not a I just saw the hugest roach ever and it crawled behind my bed "eeeeek." Although I've screamed plenty of those in my day, too. Plenty.)
We came home from work today, changed into workout clothes, and decided to bite the bullet and call the tech guy to come back out and see if he could perform one last miracle on our computer/internet situation.
Over the phone, he gave Matt a few suggestions of what he did last time to fix it. Things we've tried, oh...500 times since then (it's been since NOVEMBER FIRST. TWO THOUSAND AND TEN.)? At least a few times a week. I was like....why are you suggesting this again. I promise, it will not fix it.
Except that it did.
You heard me. I'm typing this from the comfort of my very own couch!!!!!!!!!
Miracle of miracles. The internet works. I think I feel the way the Israelites felt the day they walked into the Promised Land after wandering around the desert for 40 years.
Or maybe not. Maybe this is just the Erika version of the Promised Land. The land where coffee and internet flow freely.
Either way, it's a great feeling.
And while I feel idiotic that for some reason we couldn't make it work these past 4 months (when I swear we tried this same thing a million times)...and then it ends up being no big deal to fix...and maybe all we had needed to do was pick up the phone a few months earlier and he could have told us this...well, on the one hand I feel really dumb. But on the other hand, I don't care. I have internet and I don't care how long it took to get it.
Maybe this is how I'll feel the day I finally get pregnant. Maybe. Just maybe.
Well, I know we have a lot to catch up on. I have a LOT of blog-commenting and stalking to catch up on. But I'm going to try to be a good girl and go to the gym first. I got new running shoes last week and they compel me to be used (a.k.a. I hate wasting money, so I buy expensive shoes to convince myself to work out).
I read this article today and I thought it was really funny/interesting. It's about how text/Twitter lingo has made it into our spoken language. I was at a meeting on Sunday where some people were discussing the same phenomenon. If you have a minute, read it...let's discuss! Do you text-talk out loud??
It will be ten BILLLLION times better when you get pregnant, and then you can actually get on here and update us immediately instead of driving to the library parking lot to do it! LOL.
ReplyDeleteSeeing a roach right before it darts behind your bed is the worst feeling ever. You are helpless to do anything and you lie there KNOWING it's near you. In college, at a boyfriend's apartment, I once woke up with a roach ON MY CHEST. I was half asleep so I felt something, grabbed it, and threw it. It felt like balled up aluminum foil. But I woke up more after it happened and thought, "Why would aluminum foil be on me?" SO I woke up my boyfriend and told him to look in the direction I'd thrown the "foil" to see what was there and he said, "Don't look. It's the biggest roach I've ever seen."
I ALMOST DIED RIGHT THERE. It still makes me shudder to know one was ON ME.
o.m.g. I've always preferred saying "wtf, mate?" in an Australian accent. But that's about it...
ReplyDeleteHave you discovered antiduckface.com??
YAY for internet. And a positive pregnancy text will be even more a-maz-ing!
ReplyDeletefunny that you made the comment about the israelites and the promised land, erika! i'm in a bible study right now by priscilla shirer about wandering through the wildnerness. glad you got internet!
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