It’s a recovery day from the massive overingulgence that is Christmas day. Not like a hangover recovery day after a big night out, more a recovery from too much food, too much sitting about, too much exposure to family, lack of oxygen.
This year none of it seemed all that much over-indulgent, the self-promises that I wouldn’t eat too much, drink too much, etc. were all pretty much adhered to. But still Boxing day requires that whole sitting about doing not much really.
Leftovers, games, building things, more leftovers, you know the kind of thing.
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
One of the burdens us IT folks have to bear is that everyone invariably knows you “work in IT”, and so expect that you can fix any of their computer problems.
Over the years I have had countless requests to, “fix this…”, or “stop it from…”, or “tell me why it doesn’t…”, or “show me how to…”, etc., with varying degrees of success. What escapes most folks is that, like probably 95%+ of the people that “work in IT”, I’m not a PC hardware engineer. OK, I do use a PC a lot and it’s an interest for me, but it’s not really my field, it’s merely a tool I use as a means to an end.
There was a burning smell, as alerted by Mrs. MorFF, coming from the Tumble Dryer in recent days. This, coupled with and a noticable increase in noise coming from it in recent weeks meant the back was going to have to come off.
After a few days of thinking, “I’ll need to remember to do that”, and then not, I finally got round to it this morning. I fully expected to find an oose-fest similar to that found when clearing it a number of months ago (why is it always lilac?). There was enough in there to keep an arctophile happy for months.
I must have at least twenty significant things on the to-do list for bimbogami, but I haven’t managed to do get round to completing any of them in the last 2 months or so.
There is actually a number of good reasons to get the proverbial finger out and get some stuff done: Evidence the fact that new registrations have all but dried up, and only a handful of persistent puzzle heroes are still slogging their way through the puzzles. How will I ever make my million from internet puzzling if google-ads are not being clicked and searches done?
I always seem to be able to find something that manages to keep me from getting to a proper end of a single one of these tasks. I’ve been suffering badly from “butterfly syndrome”, and me allegedly a completer-finisher too, sheesh.
Yes, I know, some of you will be saying, “Blog? What the (ahem) are you doing?”, or, “You said you’d never do a blog”, and others maybe, “About time too”. Let me explain…
While I’m probably easily the most techie of most of the people I know outside work, I’m probably only a level 5 geek (chose your own scale) compared to some I could mention.
That said, I’ve never really subscribed to the whole blog for the sake of blogging thing. I was always caught between the “Who wants to know any of my nonsense?” and “I don’t have enough to say to justify doing it”.
I’m already involved in a couple of other blogs, but they’ve got a specific purpose, so that’s a no-brainer really. One is a promotional vehicle for my puzzle site: bimbogami, and the other is a light hearted side project with my old mucker that’s been running for a while and may even eventually end up in print…
So why now then? Well as if I didn’t have enough diversions that take up my time, I decided I needed another.
My plan is to use it as practice for a number of things; increasing my creative output in readiness for maybe writing something (yeah, one day), a forum for the thought process in the continuing running of the puzzle site and a platform for moaning about stuff (hey what blog doesn’t do a bit of that).