I want my money back

So our new iMac arrived this morning, and Mike was so excited that he took an extra long lunch to get it set up. So far we both really like it. I'm excited to have a dvd burner and be able to better organize all the Evan photos and movies. Mike's excited to have a super fast machine that will let him work and design better than ever before. Now we're doing the tedious stuff like moving our pictures and documents from other machines, but it's still pretty fun.

Evan is not as impressed with it as I thought he would be. All he cares about in a computer is if he can get to Noggin.com with a quickness, so all the other bells and whistles don't make much difference to him.

Mike and I are in the middle of a whole house purge as well. We're cleaning the office in honor of the new iMac, but we're also doing a whole lot more. We're selling junk, I mean treasures, on eBay, we're getting rid of things we don't use anymore, we're even selling off extra furniture. I just am sick of dusting and putting away things that we don't need.

It's the Virgo in me, the obsessive organizer. I go through these phases from time to time. I like things clean, I like things put away. Get rid of the clutter. Cara and I used to clean and rearrange each others rooms for fun when we were younger (go ahead, say we were losers, I dare you). We always had grand ideas for storage and decor. I won't go into detail about the kinds of things we used to find under her bed, but we always felt such accomplishment when the job was done. I think that's the biggest draw for me--the triumphant feeling of clean.

Oh, I need to get out more.