"we apologize for the inconvenience"

Baby things have been going well; we had two doctor appointments this week (one being a re-check on the state-mandated hearing screening, which involved us driving to Gaithersburg) both of which went well, and I dragged the Megatherium off to the geology lecture for the coastal plain master naturalist class, and not only was she excellent and quiet pretty much the whole time, but the lecture was far better than the one we had for my piedmont class. This is not particularly the fault of our lecturer; she was tapped last-minute because they hadn't been able to get a geologist and she was in the class and teaches geology (among other things) but she's also a recent transplant from out west somewhere, and thus had to research the local stuff specifically to put the class together. This lecturer has been teaching geology at NoVa for ages, and I think he's also the one who taught the geology segment of my mother's master naturalist course, so he's well up on the material.

Anyway, after that the week had severe administrative failure; out internet service provider set up a new tower right across the street from us, and all of a sudden we went from increasingly slow connection speeds to no signal. It flickered back just about long enough to check e-mail and load about three web pages yesterday, and today seems to be back up, but we've just had someone else run a land line to the house for a service that guarantees connectivity and claims average data rates higher than the usual maximum we've been seeing with the present service. And then there was a great deal of nonsense with grauwulf running around having to collect scavenger hunt stamps because various people in government offices weren't interested in doing their jobs. But I think he's down to just scanning the thing that needs to be submitted online, the obtaining of which was what set off the rest of the nonsense in the first place.

I find that while sitting around reading my library books & sewing when infant sleep cycles permit is not a problem at all, the fact that I was unable to complain on twitter about the internet being out made me unreasonably cranky. We are sad, sad creatures of habit, and I should look at my half-finished short stories and come up with something to poke at. Or go back to outlining novel/series arcs on the little cards I cut out in, um, July-I-think?

"we apologize for the inconvenience"

Baby things have been going well; we had two doctor appointments this week (one being a re-check on the state-mandated hearing screening, which involved us driving to Gaithersburg) both of which went well, and I dragged the Megatherium off to the geology lecture for the coastal plain master naturalist class, and not only was she excellent and quiet pretty much the whole time, but the lecture was far better than the one we had for my piedmont class. This is not particularly the fault of our lecturer; she was tapped last-minute because they hadn't been able to get a geologist and she was in the class and teaches geology (among other things) but she's also a recent transplant from out west somewhere, and thus had to research the local stuff specifically to put the class together. This lecturer has been teaching geology at NoVa for ages, and I think he's also the one who taught the geology segment of my mother's master naturalist course, so he's well up on the material.

Anyway, after that the week had severe administrative failure; out internet service provider set up a new tower right across the street from us, and all of a sudden we went from increasingly slow connection speeds to no signal. It flickered back just about long enough to check e-mail and load about three web pages yesterday, and today seems to be back up, but we've just had someone else run a land line to the house for a service that guarantees connectivity and claims average data rates higher than the usual maximum we've been seeing with the present service. And then there was a great deal of nonsense with grauwulf running around having to collect scavenger hunt stamps because various people in government offices weren't interested in doing their jobs. But I think he's down to just scanning the thing that needs to be submitted online, the obtaining of which was what set off the rest of the nonsense in the first place.

I find that while sitting around reading my library books & sewing when infant sleep cycles permit is not a problem at all, the fact that I was unable to complain on twitter about the internet being out made me unreasonably cranky. We are sad, sad creatures of habit, and I should look at my half-finished short stories and come up with something to poke at. Or go back to outlining novel/series arcs on the little cards I cut out in, um, July-I-think?

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