I did get a lot done yesterday after I blogged. I did laundry, my husband is still home laid up with his back (but getting better), and set up a new router and router extender for our WiFi. It was much easier to set up than the Apple Airports that may or may not have bit the dust (I can't tell because I can't get snobby Apple people to talk to me about it because, horrors, I was using a PC to run it; but I am not bitter; okay I am, but I'm past it now).
After I got the base router hooked up with the same user name and password as we were using with the airports, it automatically connected all our laptops. When my youngest opened her laptop, the new router reconnected her with printer capabilities and started printing all the documents the Apple router was apparently holding back from the last two months.
I recognized an old assignment and wondered if they had to revisit the whole project again. Nope, it was literally just stuff that was stuck in cyber space for the past month.
However, I couldn't get the extender to work properly, but help was only a phone call away because I jumped off the Apple wagon. My computer guy made a house call at 7:45pm to finish the hook up. And although it cost me, the total of the router, extender and house call was less than the cost of one of the Apple airports. Now that I have everything configured, my computer guys can remote-in if I have problems.
After I got the base router set up and the phone call for the on site visit scheduled, my husband and I went to Home Depot to get a latch to fix the sliding glass door and buy more wood pellets. We were down to two bags and although it would have been easier for me if we would have just purchased a few more to last until my husband's back was better, I think it will be awhile before he should be hauling 40 lb bags of pellets.
So we bought a ton. That's 50 bags, you save a little when you buy a ton at a time ($20), but it's nice to know there is a paid-for heat source and this will last the rest of this winter and probably next too. Also when you buy a ton, they just load a pallet onto the truck.
When my oldest came home between classes, I warned her she'd be helping unload the pellets. I picked my youngest up from the bus and went to get her passport picture taken for her upcoming trip to London and I warned her about the unload too.
After dinner, I whipped the kids into action, backed the truck up to the fence and had one kid hand the bags from the truck over the fence and the other kid and I hauled the bags in and stacked them.
My kids hate to break a sweat. I told them they could be chopping the wood and hauling it into the house like I did when I was a kid. They whined, "Yeah, yeah, five miles to school in the snow, up hill both ways, bleh, bleh, bleh."
Then my oldest exclaimed, "Now I don't want to go back to school! I'm so tired." Wow! It only took about 20 minutes. So I told her to consider it her walk for the day and the exercise adrenaline would probably kick in before she went to school.
My youngest didn't really complain, but I could tell she was irritated because she gets quiet when she is. Big whiny whiners; dad usually hauls it in my himself, but he never will again now that I know things.
Only 336 days, 15 hours, 12 minutes and 10 seconds until Christmas.