I try to keep things light on my blog and I try not to complain too much or too often. I'm supposed to be sharing life as a woman, a mother, an artist and a lover (Monika hates that I list "lover" in my by-line). Obviously my life isn't perfect and bad stuff happens. But, in all honesty, nothing REALLY bad has hit me yet and yes, I am thankful. Now I'm going to complain about some trivial stuff...
Last night my laptop just stopped working. I got a few restarts with a little time to work and now I am kicking myself for not backing stuff up when I had the chance. I realize with some hindsight that the machine had been getting hot, but so has most of the US these past weeks. I talked to Safdar Salam or "Sam" over at Dell in India (or maybe the Philippines?) and he told me I most likely fried my motherboard. I love that laptop and use it everyday. I took it across America and treated it like gold bullion under my car seat. Do I spend $600 for a new motherboard or $1200 to replace it? I HATE computer problems!
I took Monika all the way to Brookfield today for soccer tryouts--Wisconsin ODP (olympic develop program). Monika decided to decline 56ers for tennis but still wants training opportunities. ODP would be a great program for her if she made it but she's going against the best in the state. I was afraid that she might show up and feel like she didn't belong, but she had a great day and hopes she has a shot. It's kind of crazy that I drove an hour and a half for an hour and a half tryout process then drove another hour and a half home. It's what soccer mom's do.
I loved that I had last week in Minneapolis to work on art, but I hate that I didn't exercise at all. I hate that my feet hurt almost all the time a little bit and sometimes a lot -- it makes exercising so much more difficult. Just walking Balt is difficult at times and he needs to be walked more. Complete strangers tell me he's fat and I know it's all my fault for not exercising more. I feel like I need to kick start something drastic tomorrow because it's August 1st. Beginnings do that to me. I'm thinking I might start a fast, go nuts training, do something crazy. I hate feeling fat and feeling responsible for having a fat dog.