Truce

Monday... another day gone by. I have worked over the weekend and had one day off which was yesterday. I have been faffing a bit. Cut A.'s hair so he won't ask me again [just for a couple of months], to cut it *grin* Well to be honest, I'm just a bit lazy. I always cut his hair but before I finally give in he has to ask me about twenty times. I keep telling him: 'not now, I don't feel like it'. I'm just postponing until at some point I start to feel guilty and I will say: 'okay then' once he starts 'threatening' me by telling me that he will go to the barber.

So I gave in yesterday and it didn't take much. I cut his hair... I postpone it because I really dislike all the hair that's all over the place. It is itchy and it makes a mess in the lounge. Because it's only like a couple of mm long it seems to stick every where, on clothes, on the floor, on my hands, on furniture; all over the place. After cutting I will have to do something else that I really dislike: vacuuming. I first clean A. [yes with the vacuum cleaner *grin*] and then the floor and everything else. I tell him to go straight into the bathroom to have a shower because I don't want the hairs spread in all the other rooms. Yes I know; I'm nagging...

It just freaks me out and I can't get used to it. The funny part is that when I was about five years old and people would ask me what I wanted to become later, what profession I would like, for a while I would say: 'hair dresser'. That was just before the 'nurse phase'. Thank our merciful Lord that he showed me the right path and kept me from total failure although the other options that he showed me didn't do me any good either *just kiddin* I would've hated myself for being a hair dresser. therefore cutting A.'s hair shouldn't be a problem really, as long as I think about the fact that I'm not a professional. But I do like the postponing and A. trying to convince, bribe or threaten me because of that, just a little game to make me do what I promised to do.

A., if you read this, please keep 'naggin'

Then I have been busy all afternoon sorting out how to transfer my Blogger to Movable Type. I've found a solution and it seems to have worked, well that means preparing all the input for output and formatting it to the Movable Type syntax. I'm almost done with all the 350 posts so far. It will be an exciting experiment to finally import all the stuff into Movable Type and see if it works. Then all I need to do is change the template. Hopefully the older version is compatible with the latest version, so I should be able to transfer the template that I already adjusted to the latest version which is already online.<

I went to bed early because I wasn't feeling very well, I still don't, and today I had another busy day of work since my colleague wasn't there [Carla] and I had to work with someone who doesn't know the routine that well. That means I have to do it all on my own basically, placing orders, counting the money etc. etc. When I got home A. had a surprise for me. We had words yesterday. I wasn't feeling well and taking it out on him, he was upset with me so we ended up on non speaking terms, a situation we both hate. So taking some time to think and having a truce is what solves the situation most of the time. When I was at work I was thinking: 'what on earth are we mad about?' I couldn't even remember what caused it... Yes; plain silly... then I'm not angry anymore and like Jell-O, ready to stop being silly.

Anyway, I came home and A. asked me to go to the kitchen and have a look at the counter. There was a surprise. He bought me some beautiful flowers and a beautiful dress that I saw on Friday in the window of this store nearby. He's such a sweetie... I did something 'in return' for him *grin*: I searched for a crack and found a working one [easier to search on a mac because my machine can't be affected by stupid PC viruses] AND I gave him some crucial advice when he was stuck installing [he can be so stubborn...]: he spent all evening playing with his new toy, his ram-grown-out-of-proportion-computer. Don't ask me how much he stuffed in that machine because I can't remember but it seems to be 'A' lot... some where around 4 gig. So I won't see nor hear much of him for the next couple of weeks...

I guess it's time to buy that G5 *evil grin*...