I went back to work today, and as you might predict, by the end of the school day my BP had shot up again. Thank the Lord for meds that can control it, y'know?
Wanna know something crazy? My six-year-old son is now constructing his own Excel spreadsheets. His daddy has taught him how.
The pathetic thing is that I have tried, but I just can't seem to get my mind to comprehend a spreadsheet and what it's good for. Don't even bother trying -- I promise, it won't work. I can completely, intuitively understand Photoshop and Gimp, but I can't understand Excel.
I'm okay with this, although it IS a bit humiliating that my son can understand it and that I have to ask him to help me when changing channels on the TV anymore.