Writing every day isn't as easy as it sounds. My new idea is to write as much as you and I can stand. There are limits!
This, the day after big boys birthday dawns clear and warm. I wanted to murder my dear husband yesterday. Computer illiteracy and sending all messages he can get through in all caps is distrubing if not down right depressing. Last monts, as a loving and inexpensive anniversary gift, and one that has only cost me my sanity, I signed the dear boy up for facebook. Being the friendliest irishman about, it seemed like a good idea. WELLLLLLLLL!!!!! not so much.
You see he is very confused about computers and from one moment to the next forgets what I've taught him...over and over and over the same instructions we go. I've even gotten him a cheat book in which I write the instructions, but alas, he lost it along with his wallet and keys!!! 67 ain't no time to learn an old dog new tricks; you would think I would know that by now!!
Have to go now, just been summoned by "himself" to find his lost Yahoo!
Too bad I'm too serene or I could commit husbandaside!!! However, I am a placid pool of tranquility, I have the peace of a frozen lake. I remember when I had enought patience to run a school with 1200 students and teach 35 leaky kindergarteners. I walk into the valley of confusion, channeling my former self.
One oldish irishman can't be that difficult, can he?
Deep breathing, breathing deep.
If you read about this in the papers tomorrow, my defense is set!! Just cause and all!!
I feel your pain Mom, seriously. He has to learn from someone else - I think he may actually be incapable of committing anything we say to memory. Its a futile effort, really. Hang in there...
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