I have spent the last few days feeling panic. I tripped on the edge of the rug while holding my cup of tea. It splashed. My first thought was "How lucky that it went on the hardwood floor instead of on the rug!" My second thought was "I FRIED MY COMPUTER!!!" For two days I've been using the backup clunker. Luckily my younger son is home and has never forgotten a password in his life. It did the job, but I was listing in my mind all the pictures I never got around to backing up, all the word documents I needed to download and send as e-mail, and which existed nowhere else.
Meanwhile this jazzy new thing sat there open, drying out, mocking me with her blank screen, and I realized how addicted I've become to my morning ritual of checking Facebook, checking e-mail, writing the blog, and feeling connected to the world in general.
While ironing my husband's shirt this morning (don't gasp...people still do that sometimes) the thought occurred to me that there are probably a lot of really cool laptops in Oklahoma today that aren't working either. I've got no complaints. Still, it's nice to have Lavinia back with all her bells and whistles. Yes. I named my computer. Are you really surprised? My car, by the way, is Gandalf.
Meanwhile this jazzy new thing sat there open, drying out, mocking me with her blank screen, and I realized how addicted I've become to my morning ritual of checking Facebook, checking e-mail, writing the blog, and feeling connected to the world in general.
While ironing my husband's shirt this morning (don't gasp...people still do that sometimes) the thought occurred to me that there are probably a lot of really cool laptops in Oklahoma today that aren't working either. I've got no complaints. Still, it's nice to have Lavinia back with all her bells and whistles. Yes. I named my computer. Are you really surprised? My car, by the way, is Gandalf.
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