| Weekend o' laughs |
[Apr. 29th, 2007|10:50 pm] |
Okay, here WAS the plan for the weekend. Friday, I was going to go to the mall and pick up some Reaper figures I'd ordered, then work a little on the web comic, sine I'd gotten two pages pencilled. Alex was going to go to his mother's for the weekend, so that would give me a little more space to work. Saturday, I was to work on my mid-term projects, which included a 3D render of a bouncing ball, a phot-manipulation of a classic painting (plus essay and bibliography), and two projects for Audio class. Sunday, I was going to do some housework (cleaning, sorting my comics, cleaning the gutters, that sort of thing, finish up whatever school stuff I had left and finish working on the web comic. Pretty standard, stuff, perfectly do-ale, right?
Well let's see...first, Bar goes off to her parents for the weekend, which I can't begrudge her that. But unfortunately I needed her to help me with the Audio project. No problem; I don't have class on Tuesday, so I could get her to help that with me then. Alex got into so much trouble at school that he was grounded and his trip to his mother's was cancelled. So, a little restructuring, cut a few corners, still a do-abe productive weekend, right?
Well, the shipment got screwed up on my figure order, so I wasn't able to do anything about that until Friday evening. We get home, and try to do some laundry, since the kids have no clean school clothes for the next week and I am out of clean socks. Apparently, the washer had other ideas because the drain sensor is screwed up and won't drain. I call the Kenmore people and, after being disconnected three times and transferred EIGHT times, they tell us they can't get anyone out until Wednesday, MAYBE. So I figure hey, I got a wet/dry shop vac, I can just suck the water out that way. Right?
Five pairs of socks, three towels, and a pair of underwear. One would think that this would be a fairly light load, no problem. WRONG-O. EIGHT FREAKING HOURS on Saturday I sat in front of that damned washer, sucking out water, emptying the vac, sucking out water, emptying the vac, ad infinitum. So I figure I can get a little done done on Sunday. Maybe not as much as I wanted, but at least the weekend wouldn't have been a total loss.
Right?
I woke up with a migraine and a stomach virus and three misbehaving kids (You know I have a six year-old son, but you may not know that my two nephews, David (12) and Devin (8) live with me as well.) So I spend an hour yelling at them, then the rest of the day shitting blood and considering a do-it-yourself trepanning. I figure I'll take a couple of pills, lay down for a bit, then get up and do some work while Gwynn (my sister-in-law who also lives with me) takes the oldest boy to the laundromat to get the kids some clothes washed. Again, not getting as much done as I want, but I can at least do the 3D project due Monday morning, and maybe get ONE page of the web comic done.
RIGHT?
About the time I finally locate the migraine pills, Devin steps on a fish hook. It's embedded so deep, we can't see the barb to tell which way to push it through. So Gwynn has to take him to the emergency room, leaving me to watch the oldest and the youngest in the house; our two most high-maintenance kids. She's stuck up there for abouth five hours, when they finally discover that it isn't actually a fish hook, but a broken-off pin from a broach. No barb, no bend, after five hours, an x-ray, and the possibility of having to slice Devin's foot open to get the bastard out, the nurse just waltzes in and yanks it out. No fuss, no muss. Gwynn and Devin come home, run out for KFC, we eat, my stomach virus decides to kick in again, so finally, about six thirty, I tell every to be as quiet as HUMANLY possible, spend about half an hour on the toilet, take a migraine pill, then go lay down. SURELY I can at least get this done without any hang-ups.
RIGHT??
Five minutes after I lay down, Barbara comes home, which gets Alex excited, resulting in noise, gets the dog excited, resulting in MORE noise. Bar has stuff to put away in our room, which of course results in even more noise, and Alex refuses to take his bath in the boy's bathroom, which means he has to take his bath in our bathroom. Again, noise. But at least they did their best to be quiet and I was able to get my migraine down and my stomach feels better. I get up ahout 8:30, put Alex and the other kids to bed, then I get started on my 3D project, only to have 3Ds Max screw up on me. And since Barbara has gone to bed, I can't get any advice on how I am screwing up.
HOPEFULLY, my Audio projects won't be so time consuming Tuesday that it takes all day. HOPEFULLY, I will get to work on the web comic Tuesday evening and post then. If not then, then HOPEFULLY my photomanip (with essay and bibliography) won't take too long Wednesday and I can get some web comic stuff done then. But at this point, I simply cannot promise anything until the weekend, and maybe not even then, considering the utter chaos that tends to dominate my life.
So how was YOUR weekend?? |
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