If you follow me on Twitter, you may have picked up on the fact that we’ve had some serious technical difficulties around our house the past few months. My husband’s laptop died a painful death a few months back, but he’s lucky enough to have a corporate laptop to bring home at night (a corporate laptop that ALSO crashed last week, losing all the personal data he was supposed to have on said deceased personal laptop-turned-bedroom-doorstop, but that’s another story…)
I’ve been fighting an uphill battle with my own laptop, but have overwhelmingly tried to give it the benefit of the doubt. Oh, your battery is no longer capible of holding a charge? No problem, I’ll just keep you plugged in on a 20 ft. extension cord, carrying you throughout the house on a perilously unstable teather. (Seriously, if I had a dollar for every time the power cord was accidentally unplugged from the laptop, wiping away the 50 simultaneous Internet Explorer tabs I had opened, I could probably buy myself a new Speedy 35).
Or, Dear Laptop, how about how you drop my wireless signal every 10 minutes, despite the fact that our router is seriously 8 feet away from you? If you think that *all* the work the Mr. and I put in to thinking of a super-awesome wireless signal name (also known as The Toughest Household Decision We’ve Ever Had To Make Thus Far As A Married Couple) just for you to laugh in its face and drop-kick it 6 times an hour, you have another thing coming. But I caressed you, I coddled you, I compensated for your wireless connection issues until my fingers almost bled from Right-click ->Repair -> Refresh.
Then, and early Christmas miracle arrived- Mr. and Mrs. Claus (aka Mama and Papa Martini) broke the news yesterday afternoon that we’d be getting new laptops for Christmas.
I was so excited, my head almost exploded into little pieces of candy and confetti. For serious. I don’t have an idea in mind in terms of the sort of laptop I want, but the fact that I’m actually going to get a brand new one is exciting. One thing we don’t need to buy is a new printer. We just need to download something like the hp 8600 software that goes with it.
High off the prospect of new technology, I turned on the Laptop of Doom last night to write the “I’m Back!” blog post, and then to begin researching a replacement for my technological nemesis.
And this is what I was greeted with:
Well played, Laptop. Well played.