My laptop is in the shop. The repair shop, not the workshop. Long story short: I know I shouldn't use a laptop in the bathroom, but Shep shouldn't be spilling full buckets of water outside the tub either.
Anyway, it shorted out the keyboard which needed to be replaced. So off it went. I'm posting this a few days later, as it's now back in my sweet little hands, but I took the pictures and mulled over the thoughts that day.
I usually only have one gap in my working day. If the stars align, the children will all be in their rooms for one hour. Neko rarely naps, so she boings out of her room periodically, asking if quiet time is up. And when it finally is, she's full-stop until dinner. I typically use this time to eat lunch, check my email, and peer in on the rest of the world via the internet.
Clearly today that was not going to happen. We were strangely caught up on the laundry and the house was kind of clean, and I had this brief moment where I didn't really know what to do with myself. I spent an hour on the patio reading, basking in the sunshine. Then I wandered back in to release Neko, only to discover that she'd fallen asleep. I typically wake her up, but today I let her sleep. In fact, I crawled in with her and I think I dozed off myself.
When we woke up, I thought we'd make homemade crackers. I found a recipe a few weeks back, and I'd been dying to try them. I know I can find a perfectly good box just a hop, skip, and a jump away, but I was curious. And so I made crackers. In the afternoon. With sunshine streaming in the skylight.
I'm not saying I'm tucking the computer away forever, but it might just spend a few more afternoons in sleep mode.
