This weekend was one of sleep deprivation. Thursday night Jack fell out of his bed in the middle of the night, Friday night he woke up at 3:30 crying because he had wet the bed, and Saturday night he woke up screaming at 3:30 having a nightmare. He has some weird night terrors sometimes but this was his first nightmare. He was convinced there was a bee in his bed and could not get past it. So we stayed up for the night. I felt so bad for him. Jack woke up right as Tommy did [because he gets up that early for the outage] so Tommy got ready and left for work and Jack and I laid in my bed watching a movie.
I guess I fell asleep and Jack did not because next thing I knew Jack had a pen in my face with the cap off and Jack asking me to help him. He had pen mark on his face and he had done some journaling. Yesterday evening I picked up my computer [my new Macbook] to do some work and it wasn’t working right. Nothing was saved, it looked like a totally different computer, and I spent about an hour working on it last night trying to get it fixed. Then I spent 2 hours on it today trying to get it fixed, reset settings, and download new stuff. None of it worked. It was so frustrating. Finally it dawned on me that I had left it sitting out the other night and Jack must have messed with it while he had the house to himself Saturday night/Sunday morning. I asked him if he played with my computer, and he told me he did and that it turned colors.
So I finally called Apple hoping my brand new computer wasn’t broken and it took all of 1 minute for the very kind man to very kindly tell me it sounded like I was in a guest profile and not my normal one. To which I said yes it did seem like that. He asked if I was, and I said I wouldn’t even know how to know that. He told me how to log out of it and log back in mine and what do you know, it was all fixed. He was very nice to me and didn’t make me feel totally dumb, which was nice of him because I already felt that way.
Playiing outside Sunday!
I spent all of my computer time trying to fix something that wasn’t broken. So unfortunately all I had time left to write today was this post. I hope you had a great weekend and your Monday is off to a good start. Tomorrow I will be back with a healthy crockpot recipe.
And Saturday was the 5th which makes 11 months since Gabriel was born. It’s hard to believe it’s been so long. I spent some time Saturday thinking about what it was like a year ago when I was still pregnant with G. It’s crazy that it’s been nearly a year. I’m very thankful for my sweet friends Amy and Becca who continue to remember and celebrate our precious boy each month with us. I am so blessed to have friends like that. Their actions remind me of how I need to serve others.