My computer is conspiring against me

There  is something soooo frustrating about a computer that won't allow you to type anything when there are so many things in your head you need to let out.  I realized the computer I have been using just hates me, I am okay with that.  Just have to use another one.  Today was my first day back to work after vacation and I must say I was very relaxed and in a good mood.  I even tried to spread some of the good vibes to my coworkers with very little success.  Maybe a part of it is it was Sunday so we have maybe half the staff of a weekday so I got to avoid all the talk about the latest headlines.  I live in Florida the Zimmerman trial was on tv everyday and it has been the center of many workday debates.  I don't talk religion, politics, or sensitive issues at work I just feel it is very inappropriate and unprofessional.  So the lack of chatter today was nice.  Also a shortage of upper management on hand so I get to do what needs to be done without much interference.  It is evening now and everyone is home and it seems like every television in the house is on some kind of reality hillbilly show.  Now my mother is originally from Arkansas and my father from Kentucky.  Watching this stuff on tv is like being at a family reunion.  I am not partaking.  Not that I am superior with my sci-fi preferences.  Yes I saw the Sharknado when it was on a few nights ago and was even texting my son trying to get him to watch it.  We all have our guilty pleasures.  Mine is B movies from the 1950's to late 60's but seeing a movie made today that had that same level of campiness is just brain candy.  Besides I have been exploring my social conscience more lately and it is bringing me down some.  I need a distraction after all the reading I am doing about our civil liberties being stripped away layer by layer.  My distrust of the government is growing and I am sad about that.  I have always  been optimistic/ naïve about the way things run and that rose colored tint is fading away.  Kind of like when you are a kid and realize santa isn't real.  The world just sucks a little more.  But enough negative stuff right now I am still in zen mode.   Am I a really horrible wife if I say I am having to adjust to my hubby being less medicated and more awake and energetic.  It's not all good you know.  He is having panic attacks and really low phases but they do pass eventually.  I got a full day of the silent treatment after going to Disney last weekend for the day.  He eventually admitted it was stupid and childish but still made the weekend only half good half bad.  I have to find him a real shrink I know that.  But I have also seen more of the old him that I fell in love with so many years ago and that is sublime.  As much as I want to sit in here and type more all I can hear in the room is the Wildman going  woowoowoowoo and if I have to hear it one more time I may cut the power to the whole house.  That isn't over the top is it.