Wednesday, August 16th, 2006
Go figure
$270 later my computer is fixed. I can’t believe what the problem was either! It ended up being my memory. That sort of pisses me off since I attempted to do a memory scan, but felt that it wasn’t working since it seemed to run too long. The guy at the shop told me that it took him 45 minutes to run the scan. Damn. I could’ve saved myself some cash. Not all of it since part of that was replacing (and upgrading) my RAM. I now have 1G of RAM to run my Sims2 on. Since I’ve got the system back I have successfully restored my backup (thank goodness!). I really wasn’t sure that it had backed up properly since I kept getting error messages, but everything seems fine. In the mean time I have been madly downloading new files. New houses, furniture, hair…you name it really. Too bad I didn’t manage to get everything fixed at the beginning of the summer.
On that note, I am back to work on Monday. It would be hard for anyone going back to work after 5 weeks off, but I really don’t have the mindset for work. I am seriously not looking forward to going back. In fact I keep thinking I need to check the new postings when I get back and see if there’s anywhere centrally I can apply. I do love the kids and the staff are great, but I think it’s time to go in search of more cash.
My mood lately is another contributing to my dread of going back to work. If I stay behind the walls of my apartment I don’t have to worry about insulting anyone or playing well with others. Strangely enough I spent 3 days and 2 nights with my Mum last week and we had a really nice time. I felt calm and unbothered unlike how I feel now that I’m home. First there’s my financial situation. We are in serious debt that we are working on paying back. It just doesn’t leave us with much of anything after paying all the bills. Then there’s him. I can’t stop yelling at him. He’s driving me crazy. He doesn’t seem to understand the concept of a budget and he won’t get anything done that I ask him to. It’s a hugely long story I won’t get into, but I can’t stand being around him lately and the alternatives keep going through my mind and I don’t really like those either. Why won’t he just shape up?! Not like we haven’t discussed everything. I mean he agrees that he’s the problem and he won’t let me down anymore, then the next day it’s the same old shit. Part of this dark mood I’m in seems to be a great apathy. I don’t feel like doing anything I usually take great interest in. I just want to curl up into a little ball and go away.
In fact I really can’t believe I’m blogging at all. Go figure.




