Today was long, with some real highs, a few minor lows, and a few bits of mild anxiety. And we now have a router, but my long cord has been appropriated and I've been forbidden to touch the cords except to plug my comptuer into the one left for me- which doesn't reach anywhere near where my computer lives when it's plugged in and attached to the printer. Grrr. This qualifies as unacceptable for the long run. Especially as I bought the router. Which oughtn't matter, but in my primitive brain, it seems to.

I keep hearing the beginnings of Amy's songs and thinking they're dances until they get past the second bar and of course aren't. But that last one sounded disarmingly like a dance I learned at my first dance camp and haven't heard since except on the video from that camp...

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Don't worry about it- I was just really cranky because it was late at night and I was tired, and therefore I wasn't totally under control. Amy didn't pass along anything but "don't unplug anything and you can just move your computer to where the cord reaches". I blame the whole misunderstanding on it being after midnight. (ALso, I keep wanting to write chord instead of cord. Ahh, the joys of having been a high school music geek.)

I don't mind at all that my cord was used. Really. I was just at the time annoyed that my cord had been used in order to make things more difficult for me to use them. But life has been solved. Now I just need to incorporate the strategic placement of cords into my scheduled cleaning time Friday afternoon so they aren't right across the middle of the floor if I can find a way to not have them there quite as much.
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