What started as minor internet issues on Friday turned into a full-fledged vanishing act, didn’t it? Jeez. Sorry about that.
When I was waiting for the Comcast guy on Friday I realized something. I’m Agoraphobic-Phobic. I was stuck in the house waiting for him during that 14 hour timespan they give you to expect them - and I thought, “Man. This sucks.” Not being able to leave my house may be the worst situation I could ever be in. It’s worse than not having a car, because I could just call a friend or family member in that case. I was actually not allowed to leave because you know, if you do for even five minutes, the repair guy will show up and leave you a note that says, “Sorry you missed your appointment! Next available service call is in 2010.” Those 45 hours I spent waiting for him, (What? Not that long? Felt like it.) practically drove me insane. Do you know what I did while waiting? I cleaned my microwave. I dusted the DVD shelves. I cooked. These are all actions of Zoot when she is Losing Her Damn Mind. It was not pretty.
Of course, all that, and the Comcast box in LilZ’s room is not even working. So I’m going to have to call them again anyway. BAH.
So, I just wanted to pop in and say, “I’m alive! And happy to be allowed out of my home once in awhile!”
The major item on the schedule today is to go through every nook of LilZ’s room and sort all of his possessions into four piles:
1) Keep for the move into the smaller bedroom
2) Give to charity
3) Throw away
4) Keep for sentimental reasons and store in the attic
The bedroom he’s moving into is about half of the size as his current room, so we have to sort before the big move or he’ll start out sleeping under piles of books and shoes. If you don’t hear from me tomorrow, it could be internet problems, or I could have gotten eaten by something living in his closet. Pray for me.
Whew! You’re alive! I think you scared the entire Internet!
BTW, when I go through my kids’ rooms, I call it ‘triage’ — one third goes in the trash, one third gets given away and one third gets kept.
Good luck!
I’m Agoraphobic-Phobic
Thanks for giving a name to what I’ve been suffering with for years! I haven’t left my apartment since Friday evening, and I’m practically climbing the walls.
That could actually be fun!! I sometimes like going through my things and reminiscing.
Glad that you’re okay, Zoot. And I feel you. Being told that I cannot leave the house (which is hard for me to do anyway) is worse that just not leaving because I choose not to.
Cable box in your children’s rooms! SHAME ON YOU! Bedrooms are for sleeping… yes you can hit me
I’m sure you’re exaggerating slightly about the time frame, but still it sounds like you must have been waiting around a long time. The Comcast people in my area only give a three-hour window, and they’ve always shown up within the first two…I guess I’ve been lucky!
I’m a homebody and the only time I feel an overwhelming need to leave my house is when I am waiting for a repair person.
glad you are OK!
Sadly, even living with a toddler, I find myself enjoying to be home more than anywhere else…except the days we HAVE to be there (i.e: repairman, cableman, deliveries, etc). ON those days it’s liek the kid won’t cooperate and the dogs have gone insane and we ran out of coffee and I am stuck.
I have a question… and this is VERY off topic….
But what brand of jeans does your son wear? I am trying to find some for my son (for his birthday) but have had no luck so I turned to you, ZOOT! :]
Forgot to leave the rest of the comment… oops!
Anyway what is the brand of these jeans in this picture?
http://www.flickr.com/photos/misszoot/2159813607/in/set-72157603617659317/
Thanks so much!!
Save yourself another appointment and just take the cable box to the Comcast office and just trade it in for a new one. Unless you don’t think it’s the box. I’ve done it multiple times and though there’s a long line sometimes, 1) it’s not in your house and 2) you can go when you want.
And I understand, if I’m home I don’t necessarily want to go out but if I CAN’T go out, then it really sucks.
I’m having Zoot-withdrawal…
Don’t you just HATE it when the cable company says they’ll be there and then give you a four hour (or MORE!!) time frame? UGH! I really like the Hagar Slacks commercial where the cable guy is on the roof and two buddies are talking about how great Hagars are… then one of the guys grabs the ladder and tosses it in the front yard. The cable guy says “Hey, can you put that back up?” and the Hagar slacks guy says “I can do that some time between 7 and 11 - probably more like 12:30!”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rl2Tq0mCz3A
We haven’t heard from you since Sunday. Would you please let us know that you’re okay?