Couch potato on the weekend & virus fighter on Monday

I was a couch potato this weekend. I didn't even bother to get dressed yesterday. I watched TV, though I'd be hard pressed to tell you what I watched, and I read and I played around on the computer a bit. I was gloriously unproductive.

My son said he was going to go job hunting today, but I'm not holding my breath for that to happen. There is always something more important (and I use that word loosely) that comes up instead. I think he was surprised and disappointed that I didn't find his being fired amusing or that I didn't take his side against the mean employers who expected him to show up for work on time. I've been working for almost 27 years straight with only a two month break between jobs when I got married and moved up here. I've pulled my own weight as well as that of my son's father and now my son's, and I'm tired of it. I want me time.

Oh, well, enough of that.

I trampled another beagle infection into the dust this morning. That makes five infected computers. When will people learn?