A very good Monday

So, just an fyi I just wrote an entire post. And it deleted itself. So I'm sitting here frustrated and debating whether or not to repost...maybe just some highlights ;-)

My computer is broken right now. Jamey told me that somehow I managed to unplug my power plug from the motherboard. He thinks I dropped it, but I didn't...this time. This poor thing has survived that along with spilled water and who knows what else. He said it's really impressive that I didn't damage anything else with what happened. He calls it luck. I call it talent.

So, he took my entire computer apart tonight and put it back together. It took him about 2 and a half hours. I sat down to turn it on (and it powered up!), but my screen was black. I see Jamey type a few keys and go "Oh man, really?"

He thinks he forgot to plug the monitor cable back in, and he was only checking for the light to blink that it would take a charge when putting it back together. Yep, the charge light is important...but so is the light for my screen. So we both know what Jamey's going to be up to tomorrow night :D

We have been spending more time at home in the last couple weeks in the evenings and on weekends, and it has been so very nice. So relaxing and so needed. And spring is coming! I had a big smile on my face this morning after a restful weekend with bright sunshine on my face as I walked to my car. Last week was pretty rough for me in terms of well...everything, so it was nice to get a reprieve.

I have been working away on crocheting some items for sale. I can't wait to post pictures on here when my computer is up and running! I already have quite a few orders placed for Easter items and am so excited to be doing this. My Grandmother taught me to crochet when I was 11. She taught me all the basic stitches and then how to read patterns. I can't wait to teach our girl how to do this!

I am also excited because my landlords have given the okay for us to start our own little vegetable garden! I have no idea what I'm doing. And it's going to be so. much. fun. Remind me of this if we're halfway through summer and all my stuff is dead, okay?

So, I haven't been posting very much because my life has been pretty uneventful. And I am grateful for that.

I hope the rest of this week goes as well as my Monday started! And I hope you have a wonderful week as well :)

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