Turnabout is Fair Play

I'm back on my feet after having been less than well for three days. The new man was an absolute sweetheart, looking after both me and my kids as well as doing the cooking and cleaning.

This morning, unfortunately, he is the one not feeling so chipper. He's napping in one room and my youngest is in another, both with rummy tummies. So much for taking the kids to the local pool today for a swim during their Christmas vacation!

All I can say is thank goodness I'm back to my old self and able to care for them both.

Things I Don't Need to Smell #1

When using a public computer at the library at a station with three other users (thanks to problems with the home computer), I really don't need to smell dirty, musty, damp, unwashed feet. I tried to ignore it but couldn't, then rifled through my purse until I found a stick of mint gum to chew. It helped, but I certainly didn't linger longer than it took to check my email.

Things I Don't Need to See #2

I don't need to see a middle-aged man using a library computer (the one that is as far as it's possible to be from the staff at the information and check-out desks) to view pornography. Not only is this computer far from the desks, it's also right beside the program room where a children's storytime program had been held less than half an hour before.