I'm back. Sorry if you missed me, sorrier if you didn't...
My computer crashed...literally. Fell to the ground. Ciara had gotten a large touch screen computer through Dream Come True and it has been really nice for us to use as well. It sits on top of the desk they gave her. I promise I didn't push it, I just sat at the desk and down it went. It cracked. I figured we were in for a lengthy wait and a pricey bill for it to be fixed. As of tonight, my husband is an amazing computer repairman. I don't know how he did it, but here it is, back together and running. The thing about times like this is that I can't do a single thing to be helpful and he can decide when he's got a few minutes to take a look and bang it out. It is always a test of patience for me. Most things are.
I often wonder how people decide, in this day and age of "how to_____" on youtube and Google, when they are going to tackle jobs themselves and when they are going to spend the money to get the job done. I could get so many things done on my list if I could just make a call and pay a bill for someone with the right abilities to just go to it. Few people can live by that plan these days, at least I imagine we are not alone.
So how do you decide when to use your own elbow grease and when to dial for help and pay for the service? I'd love to hear from your experience!
For now, Dear Husband is my hero!