I am awaiting my brand new MacBook Pro, a replacement for the lemon of an iBook that exploded 4 times in the past 3 months. It was astonishingly easy to get them to agree that I deserved a replacement, and I'm so very excited. Thank you, Apple!

But I don't have it yet. I have been obsessively checking the FedEx tracking page every 5 minutes for the past two days. It's starting to really get to me. The damn thing's still in China for Pete's sake!

I thought about posting the link to the tracking page here, but I got nervous that it would lead someone to my door at the exact moment that the new computer arrived. The better to burglarize you, my dear. So I'm acquiescing to my paranoia that one of the zero readers of my blog will go to the trouble of coming all the way out here to rip me off. 

But trust me, it's still in China. And I will be checking again 5 minutes from now.


Here is my to-do list from yesterday, a typical day with a 4 year old:
  • Get Dressed
  • Go outside, visit neighboring horse (take snack)
  • Adjust P's high chair
  • Re-hang fallen coat hook 
  • Lunch
  • Rest time
  • Start Dishwasher
  • Go to Target
  • Mail Big Bear order
  • Call about concert tickets
  • Fold/put away laundry
  • Work on organizing attic
  • Call yarn shop
When I looked back over this list yesterday evening, I saw that I had actually accomplished close to nothing outside of basic child-care. Nearly all of the crossed out items were things I literally could not have gotten through the day without. Stuff that does not count as, you know, productive. Getting stuff done. Making the list smaller. Today's list is essentially the same. This is why I got out of the food service business: you spend all day working your fingers to the bone, walking your feet off, and the next day it all has to be done again. Sisyphean.

I really wonder how I think I am ever going to hold down a job. Other than, you know, needing to eat and all.