Multi-tasking

Well, this entry was going to be about manners and words and how I love both when they come out of Max's mouth.  However, my hand-me-down MacBook (for which I am grateful, don't get me wrong) is a hand-me-down because it only works while plugged in; the battery holds no power at all.  So here I sit as Max plays, and I with him, reading to him, helping him build, pausing once in a while to add to this blog.
Then it happens.  The terrible thing on which sitcoms with laugh-tracks thrive.  Max pulls the plug.  Immediate shut down.  Of the MacBook and my brain.  Not only was I multi-tasking with the computer and the child, I was multi-tasking on the computer, uploading all of our Christmas photos and working on this.  For whatever reason, while uploading the photos to my photo site of choice, it uploaded every one 3 times.  (I had wondered why it was taking so long.)  So there I sat, scrolling, clicking and deleting.  Until the screen went black.  And the pit in my stomach formed, as I considered the tedious task in which I had already invested some serious playtime.  The thought of doing it all again made me want to just not share the photos.  Well, the photos were saved and all deletions had been maintained.  The blog, however, was gone except for the title: Help you?  Ironic...which you'd understand if you'd been able to read the text which is now gone forever.
My frustration when these things happen reaches admittedly ridiculous heights.  And the anger that follows is just as ridiculous.  I recognize it.  But I feel justified since I was so happy with the lyric of my thoughts and it's not something that I can recreate.  So I chose to not even try and shared this story instead.
Lesson learned: Max deserves my attention 1000% when I am able to give it.  It was a reminder that I don't always have the opportunity to just play with him and I should just take advantage of it when I can.  So that's where I'm off to...