Pink's Life 07192005

So... my family is now on their way back. They left Manassas around 1100 after getting everybody's belly and the gas tank filled. C doesn't expect them to be back here until sometime between 2100 and 2300. That's fine by me. Gives me time to make Sangria punch, eat dinner, and do some last minute tidying up.

I didn't sleep so well last night. I had the fan on me, so that wasn't a problem. I just couldn't get very comfortable. After sleeping on the floor with comforters as a cushion for a few nights, the transition to a softer couch didn't go so well. I woke up with back pain again, even though I think that the couch is very comfortable for sleeping. Go figure.

On the PC front: A reload of WinXP didn't help the situation, nor did the suggestion brought by hbabeu. I wasn't able to get an error message that would cause the blue screen -- it just restarted anyway. So now my plan is to install Win98SE back onto the drive, and upgrade to WinXP from there before installing any other software. Might take a couple of days on that one, so it might wait until the weekend.

I've sort of realised something with this year... typically, when C goes away on holiday for a week or so with her family (typically to Ocean City MD), I get in sort of a funk, and just lie about and do nothing. I don't eat well, sleep is fitful and not resting, and I just stop caring about a lot of things. This year, with this little jaunt she did with Marcus, it was different. I ate better. Sleep was not as restless. I actually went and did things, like work on the front room, see my parents, run errands. I felt like a better person.
What I did not do was my annual viewing of Spy Game with Robert Redford and Brad Pitt. I've watched that twice now, each time when C has been at Ocean City. Not this year. I had too much on DVR to watch. Still do, really.
What made me change? I don't know... the desire to just crack on with it and get it over and done with, perhaps. I think that somwhere Marcus was a factor. Maybe just feeling better about myself somehow. Mind you, I still had a little bit of loneliness creep in, especially at night when I would be playing with Marcus, but I dealt with it. I just cracked on.

Gods, I missed them. I'm glad they're coming home.

I'm also getting a serious jones for getting back into gaming... I miss that too, but not as much as missing my family.