I really can’t think of anything nice or encouraging or even… well, human… today. We’ve still got snow, we’re still well below zero. Spring sprung, one day. Summer happened, one day. Then fall, and now we’re back into winter.
Instead, I’m giving you another work in progress, although this one is closer to finished than the last. I hope you enjoy, and if you’d like to leave a critique, it’d be welcome!

Oh joy, oh bliss – Windows XP has been given the heave-ho by the powers that be, and I was literally advised to buy a new computer. Can’t run Win8? Go buy a new computer. Seriously, the tech support for one of the XP related add-on thingies actually said that. If I have that little window pop up once more, I’m gonna do some twerpy little programmer an injury.

The craziness continues in southern Manitoba, and while I’m all for spring (bring it on, finally!) that means general stuff around the place and with the kid has doubled my need to be away from my desk.

… is too many?
The house is small. Probably less than 800 feet all told. It’s shaped relatively stupidly as well. The kitchen, while square, is the only room that is. My room is twice the size, rectangular. Rhia’s room is pretty much exactly the same as the kitchen, and Carrie’s room is little more than a closet.
It’s stupid. Just sayin’.
I have over 500 books, and we’ve got countless movies. The knick knacks… I can’t even think.
But what really makes me crazy, absolutely beyond rational thought, are the animals. It’s my …

The great plans for a massive spring clean have gone awry, the bulk of the issue rests solely on this house, with a large part being…well, us. We’ve just lost any will to do anything here, even the basic stuff seems out of reach sometimes.
We’re trying. We really are; the hope that we’ll find somewhere better, somewhere – safe – to live, is waning. Literally, I’ve seen Carrie go from happy, bright and snappy to angry, depressed and hopeless just by walking in the door. Rhia? She gave up long …