TGIF....Right?

This is the kind of day I am having(in reference to the above picture). Friday seemed like it would never get here. Even tho mine has started out frustrating, I think it'll just get better...right? My computer is a nice, fast one. It'll be 2 years old upcoming X-mas. I still like it. I have TONS of memory left. It is a more stream-lined version tower/desktop, takes up very little room, I like the flat panel LCD moniter, it is bright and clear. We can only get dial-up here but our privately owned phone company just switched to fiberoptics and recently buried our phone lines. So, since my AOL software is 2 years old and has some glitches, like shutting my puter down ect..just stupid annoying crap, I called AOL to check into 'fast speed connection' and a question I had before I installed the new AOL 9.0 I received in the mail. Here is what I went thru:

First I give all my info to robot lady voice. Then I am instructed to choose off the menu....like I am at red Lobster ordering my side dishes or something. (I WISH!)

I say aloud my selection off the phone menu, robot lady voice gets it wrong, I do NOT want account billing help. I WANT software support. Robot lady voice says"please hold, I do not know your selection".

I sit there listen to bad 70's porn music.

Wee one is pushing every button on the dishwasher. I lead him away, give him some builiding blocks, attempt to play with him while on hold.

The porn music stops, I hear ringing, I hear click/click....nothing for 20 seconds..then more bad 70's porn music.

Wee one has no interest in blocks or playing w/ mom, he would rather throw his stuffed animal into the kitchen sink, get it out, then repeat the cycle.

I am still holding, I decide to install the new version software on my computer myself, while holding. It freezes up my computer when I click the button I am NOT a new subscriber. A long string of 4-letter words comes out of my mouth. Wee one informs me has has to 'poop'. So, I put him on his potty chair for the 25th time this morning.

I end up unplugging my computer and restarting it. Wee one is happily sitting on his potty singing "I farted, I farted, I farted". The bad porn music stops and I hear ringing. The ringing is answered by a foreigner. He is polite and seems knowledgable, or I think so, I can only understand every 3rd word. I check on Wee One, he is ready to get up. I help him, while listening to the foreigner. Wee One did not poop. I am not happy.

I go back to my puter, still listening to the foreign guy, he says he needs a different physical address because mine is not showing up in the database. Im like "WTF?" So, I tell him forget about the high speed stuff, I need help installing the new AOL software. Foreigner says he cant help, he'll switch me to someone who can. I hear click/click...more bad porn music.

I set Toddler Terror at the dining room table with his waterproof markers and color book, he seems happy, I go back to getting my computer working while listening to bad porn. I lean back in my chair to check on Toddler Terror and I see him squatted down under the table grunting. He just crapped his pants.

Okay, by now I am very frustrated, I have a dull headache from the 70's bad porn music. I hang up the phone and go change Wee One's britches. After that mess is dealt with, I come back to my puter, set Toddler Terror in the chair next to me with his brothers gameboy, and install the software again. Thankfully this time it works. I took 2 college semesters on this kind of sh*t and I am still technically challenged.

There was a closet here at my house that the door would not shut, probly because I shoved everything in it that did not have a place. I cleaned out that closet. I think I gave myself a back strain dragging trash bags to our outside trash can......I hope hubby was not wanting that oblong funny looking metal part-thing.......

This afternoon I was supposed to go to Tulsa to pick up hubby's new boots. I decided I am NOT going to drive down there on a friday pre-holiday, probably payday for everyone, rush hour traffic. Instead, Wee One and I are going to hit the pool at sister-in-law S.'s house, they are gone away camping (like everyone but me). Sister-in-law S. called a few days ago and asked hubby and I to watch thier house and feed the wild cat that lives in thier old barn. She also said to feel free to use thier pool, which I am!