That aggravating well spun highly effective password you put on the router that defies memory or locate-ability.   Its still configuring itself, maybe that post it note under the desk has it…  You wonder about how much work it will take to reset all your wireless  devices’ passwords.  But you can’t because the kids are doing homework, too.  They have projects with deadlines, and angst and that ubiquitous ‘net is needed.

You suddenly realize that you needed a pre-planned network outage for your own home.   What poor planning, but who wouda thunk it was necessary?

Ok, one more attempt… 4th pet name mixed with favorite TV character, interspersed with birth months and voila!  We are connected.  [no, that isn't really my password clue, please.]  Like rolling a boulder uphill just past its apex, we are shaking and moving now.  Glue that sheet on the board for the science project.  Print that chart out.  Finish reading that chapter for tomorrow’s discussion.   The netbook finally is done loading.  It’s past midnight again.  Brush your teeth!  (I did have to reward all the hard work with sea salt chips, didn’t I?)

At least the kids are asleep now.  I kinda got a lot done this evening.  Took a short-ish walk and went over my to do list. While out I contemplated being a dog owner again.  The only fun part of that mental exercise.   In my mind I saw a scroll that would rival a toilet paper roll commercial- its goes on and on.  Hey, its OK.  There’s always tomorrow.   And I think there’s another movie opening soon that I want to see.  They are saving humanity, I’m just salvaging my sanity.  John Conner’s to-do list might just make mine seem lighter.  Robot Ducati’s seem very cool.