As you all know from the last post my computer has decided to go on strike when it comes to reading my SD card, everything else works but not the feature I need. I mean literally the light comes on saying hey there is something in this slot but the dang thing decides not to do anything from that point, UGH! And, I'm getting a little anxious to upload these pictures so I can keep everyone up-to-date with little mister.
So, this morning I went in search for the USB cable to my camera in "closet of horror" in our office. Said closet has everything a man would want in it ( therefore it has many things crammed into a tiny space), considering the office used to be Paul's "Man Room", i know, gag, right? Now he is limited him to the garage which by right of passage is every man's "Man Room" & it shall stay that way. However, there are still many of his man things in the closet of horror. Everything from computer stuff, random anonymous cords & cables, a couple of his guitars, guns, ammo,filing cabinet, ancient video game systems, old Star Wars toys still in the box ( he insists will be worth good money someday, haha), basically anything testosterone related.
Okay back to being super duper peeved. So as I am digging through all this crap in the closet trying to locate said USB cable when I spot a box on the top shelf where I think he might have stored all the cables & such. I reach up on my tippy-toes to get the box, tilt it forward to pull it down & BAAAAAM! I get bashed in the face with a CD drive from an old laptop! OH EM GEE, are you frickin kidding me? First of all, why in the hell is that thing there? Second, doesn't it have a rightful place among all other old laptop CD drives, like in a landfill? And Lastly, I'm even more mad that Paul is in Columbus at a detective conference & I can't call the B!@#$ at him!
I'm really not "that" wife that calls her husband to nag him about the closet being in disarray & blame him for something he had no control over. I just wanted to give him a hard time, tell him I got hurt, him to "baby" me with sweet words over the phone & then laugh at my misfortune.
I am however the kind of person that is still ticked at that dang thing for assaulting this gorgeous face of mine, haha, I kid, I kid. =)