I have stated working from home like a large portion of the population and I needed to put in another wireless access point on the other side of my house for better WiFi access to my new office work area and also has the benefit to extend the network out to the IoT switch on the grey water. I ran an Ethernet cable from the modem in the lounge to the eaves on the corner of the house, but didn’t want to run mains power to run the new access point.
My Wife wanted a blogging site to try, so I had the choice of setting up my own server or signing up to an online provider.
I first looked at setting it myself, and after doing the sums, I calculated it was going to cost me roughly $10/month in electricity to run a computer to host it, all the time to maintain it, the learning curve to set it up and the pain of trying to work behind a public IP address that changes every couple of days.
This compared to $6/month for hosting with Bluehost, which specializes in hosting blogs with WordPress, so it was a no-brainer. I would host it myself.
My recent trip to Chile informed me of the international driving rules:-
William- Eva, can you put Netflix on for me?
Eva- Netflix doesn’t work because Daddy’s brother didn’t pay for it.
William- Awww. That’s so mean!
I ordered 120 128GB for $6 each off a Chinese marketplace, Joom. I fully expected them not to be 128GB, more of the capacity range of 8-16GB. Joom offers a full refund if the item you receive is not as described, leaving me with all my cash and 120 x 8GB thumb drives. I was sorely disappointed when I tested them and found they were all 128MB, and most had errors/ bad blocks within this.
We had a sleep-in this morning, to 6:30, when Eva comes in all excited that she had made porridge for her and the boys. I come out and try to pick up the pot and burnt my hand on the handle. I ask her how she picked up the pot, to which she rolled her eyes and said ‘I used an oven mitt to take it out of the microwave’
Rats? No, Toddler. This is what happens when you own one….
Eva comes running out of her room this morning holding her broken torch.
Eva- Daddy, my torch broke.
Me- Did you drop it?
Eva- No.
Me- How did it break?
Eva- It hit Williams head.
I shampooed the carpet of my car with glycol today.
(This story is based on real events that may or may not have been exaggerated and/or made up)
2am this morning I was woken by being kicked and loud screaming.
In a sleep deprive stupor I looked up to see Amy standing next to the bed sobbing. As her husband I did the right thing and asked “What’s wrong?”.