*Warning: Slight tangent rant*
Every single time I start to feel better, I do too much.
You would think I learned by now. But, the fact is, I hate feeling like an invalid.
Yesterday, I started with a simple scrambled eggs and bacon breakfast for the family. We ate and got ready for the day, which consisted on going to grandma and grandpa’s house. Seeing how my father is behind on getting his paperwork together and organized, numbers situated and inventory properly accounted for, I told him I would help him set up some sort of organization and spreadsheets until getting an accounting software with the appropriate functions for a small business.
Harloh and I arrived at my parents a little before 10am. I wasn’t going to bring her, however, I knew my parents would be a bit bummed if I didn’t.
Not too long after arriving, things went sideways. Apparently, the man who came and installed my parents’ Verizon claimed that their DVD player was too old to hook up into their new HD Smart TV. (Seriously, I would throw the remote into this television if I owned one. Who really needs Facebook on their television?) Anywho, they are slowly getting into the times of the 21st Century and do not own an HD DVD player, so this man automatically assumed because it wasn’t HD, it wouldn’t work… WRONG. It took me, who has very limited knowledge, to figure this out. Now, I am not saying this man was lazy, but at the same time I am. I know it really isn’t their responsibility to make sure a DVD player is working, however, do not tell my parents incorrect information if you do not really know if it will work.
That is irresponsible as a professional.
Then, my father and I decided to go to Wal-Mart to purchase some ledger paper to start the bookkeeping process and breakdown of the months. This became an adventure.
Wal-Mart had a very small selection, which was not very surprising. While there we each picked up a couple of items that were needed for our own personal use and headed to the next interstate exit for Office Depot.
While there, I decided to check out the accounting software. Holy. Priceness. It’s astounding how much they charge for these programs, especially when you have a very small business that is steadily growing. To my surprise, my father actually asked someone for assistance to go over the programs and let me do most of the talking (not to sound ridiculous, but numbers are my thing) and the sales associate pretty much told him the same thing I have been trying to tell him for almost two months: Excel. I do not fault him, though, because he has always been stubborn and he is not too familiar with many programs. However, I have quite the background with numerous softwares and Excel itself, so….
The point is, surprisingly, he purchased it!
Now, when we get back to the house, it is already about 12:30pm and we have not accomplished really anything. At all.
To make me feel old and completely out-of-touch with the way things work now, the basic disc was not supplied. It was a card with a product key to download and install. The instructions said it would automatically update and show up in the system, however, after a few minutes, the only way I could use the program was online! What is going on?! A simple install became a nuisance because nowhere does/did it say that you had to restart the computer. No-Stinking-Where. It was a bit of a blow to my confidence because I know the disc versions you always had to, but here it made it seem as if it was supposed to magically pop up on the desktop.
Sigh.
So, we finally have it on the desktop, free of being online, and I start to layout the spreadsheet and go over with him on how I am going to initially organize these.
All the way back from March. MARCH. I didn’t realize it went that far back.
It got to the point that I decided to just take it all home. I know my father. He will just get frustrated because he is hasn’t been out of the two-digit typing stage long and he squints at the computer, even with glasses on – I cannot help but laugh at him for this. It is pretty funny.
We didn’t get home until about 5:30pm. My whole day did not go as planned and throughout I had this persistent cough. I felt wore out and dragged through the mud. Exhausted.
After a quick and unhealthy meal (ugh), Harloh got a bath and I continued to work on the spreadsheet.
We hung out, did some ABC Mouse and story time. Fed the fishies.
Francis put in Boyhood and it was so good. During the movie I was still able to work on the spreadsheets…
The movie ran longer than expected (guess we should have looked at the minutes) and didn’t fall asleep until sometime after midnight…. There was just no blog posting yesterday.
Ugh. Not to sound like a party-pooper, but if you made it this far in my long-winded post – I’m now feeling worse than yesterday. This cough is now producing phlegm that seems to be clear and my throat is on fire.
My voice is cracking…
And, I have a lot to do the next few days in the world of doctor appointments and errands.
Yay, Immunosuppresants!
Happy Monday!
With the lingering remnants of bronchitis, I have allowed myself to slip back into a reclusive status. It may not be the most healthiest in terms of social communications and friendships, however, this time is not that much of a bother to me.
inflamed in the membranes 