I was happy as a pig in a mud puddle when I got up yesterday and heard that The Curmudgeon had gone to the drug store to get the dogs’ allergy medications. 

     I was almost ecstatic to find out he’d also gone to the computer shop and picked up my desk top.  Almost, because I had a question about my lap top that I’d planned to ask my computer Guru.  Now I’d have to make a trip over there another day since he’d have to see the computer to answer the question.

     The Guru had loaded the desk top into The Curmudgeon’s truck and it was my job to get it out, bring it in, and hook it up.  The Curmudgeon can’t haul heavy stuff, he has no idea how to hook up a computer, and it was getting close to his nap time.

     To my surprise he’d bought a wireless mouse–um, didn’t I just order one the other day?  Well, it hadn’t arrived yet.  Okay, two computers & two wireless mice, that works, no complaints from me.  By that time my grin had grown.

     He tells me he’s going up for a nap.  Oh, joy!  I can work on my computer in peace.  Working away getting things set up the way I wanted them when I heard The Curmudgeon coming down the stairs and cussing on his way down.  This didn’t bode well.

     He’d broken his new glasses and practically dragged me out the door to run to the shop so they could fix them.  Even though the sign on the front of the shop said ‘open’  the posted hours for the day said ‘closed’ and so did the locked door.

     Arriving back at the house, we found all the other things we’d ordered last week, crammed between the doors, except for the carrying case for the lap top….  Monday is looking good for that.