Ok, so I feel like an addict who has gone off her choice of poison cold turkey. Twitchy, jittery, nervous. Comcast had some sort of glitch Wednesday that caused a huge system failure on IZ’s computer. (He took my laptop to Astoria this week.) When connectivity was finally restored the computer refused to believe it. IZ has a BAD ASS computer that weighs a ton–so pulling it out to swap out cables between the modem, computer, and router was no easy task. That last sentence makes it sound like I have some clue as to what I’m doing. I don’t. IZ spent the better part of an hour on Thursday night coaching me over speaker phone–to no avail. I’m sure it’s something really idiotic that can be fixed just by IZ breathing on it–but until he gets home on Sunday night I’m without access. Unless you count dial-up at work.

A word about dial-up. It’s the devil. No, seriously. It absolutely is the slowest thing on the planet. SLOW. Combine that with the antiquated computer the bookstore has and the evil that is Microsoft Windows and you have a recipe for disaster. Crashing is an olympic sport around here. Anyhow, here I am tempting fate, trying to get in a post before the inevitable happens. And I’m flying without a spell-check net so God only knows what exactly I’m saying.

All of this is to say it’s been a LONG week and I’m glad it is almost over. I’ve spent the time hanging out by the phone like some love sick teenager–sad, but true. I did manage to get out to dinner once but was feeling so poorly I should have gone to bed instead! Tuesday night was probably the brightest spot of the week***–Becca came over for homemade pizza. We giggled like school girls over Mochas until her sweetie whisked her away. This afternoon I’m headed out to see a movie and I’ve managed a few walks into the burrough for coffee–but I will admit it, I much prefer connubial bliss to single life–even if I do sleep better alone. I miss my boys–fiercely. And as lovely as dinner out with friends can be, it’s sad to come home knowing they aren’t there–dinner in with them is always my preference.

Sigh.

They, on the other hand, seem to be having the time of their lives! The house is proving to be a much larger project than can be accomplished in one week–so it appears that IZ will either make another trip up or we will have to work on it in the process of moving. However, they both seem really pleased with our new space and are promising pictures. Which, will have to wait until Sunday since I have no way of viewing them online. As will any further posts since I won’t tempt fate any further.

Have a great weekend.

***No, the brightest part of my week just happened. As I was typing this–Flowers were delivered to me at work. Darling IZ sent me the most amazing bouquet of all my favorite flowers. Lilacs, roses, tulips. Come home soon, sweetie. I MISS YOU.