I am now the proud owner of a dead laptop. To quote the Munchkins from The Wizard of Oz: she’s not only merely dead, she’s really most sincerely dead. I’m using my daughter’s school machine for the moment, but sharing one laptop between a bunch of tech addicts isn’t going to work in the long run.
Not that this was any huge surprise, though I was hoping to keep her alive a little while longer. I’d already started planning for her successor. Yesterday I took some money out of savings and, before it got spent for anything else, bought a $100 gift certificate for tigerdirect.com. G and I have been back and forth over this. I wanted to get moving because I knew my ‘puter was on its last legs. No, the last nubs of its last legs, which was borne out by its untimely death. Ahem. But G insisted I wait, not because I don’t need it, but because if I get what I can afford right this instant, I’m literally not getting a better machine than the one that just died and by this time next year I’ll be right back in the same boat.
I really hate when he’s right.
He’s now trying to find stuff to wheel and deal toward the cost of a decent lappy, because me without a computer is a very unhappy person, and you know the saying: if mama ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy.
I’m glad it held out to get the book up on epub, but it would’ve been nice if it had stuck around long enough for me to wrap up the print formatting. It’s not the end of the world, but it IS annoying.
We didn’t attempt to travel to the office party tonight. G’s feeling more or less better, but still exhausted (which seems to be par for this year’s ickiness.) I’m dead on my ass, and my daughter’s sick. Baby’s mostly better, thank goodness – oh yes, he had it too. I had my flu shot and I notice on the years I do so, my incidences of all the annual yuck-and-crap drop to virtually none. It’s profound enough I swore not to miss it again unless there’s absolutely no other alternative.
Who knows? Maybe I’ll win a thousand bucks from the party. I don’t know if they’re still handing out money, since we underwent significant restructuring and are expecting more in the very near future. I still can’t complain. It’s a good job with a growing company and I’d rather have more on my regular paycheck and less in holiday drawings.
Gotta get moving. Dirty dishes are waiting in the sink and shrimp scampi waiting to be cooked for dinner.
LATE EDIT: You know that stuff I was talking about last entry, about not quite sure if I’m dreaming except for the real life things that keep intruding? Same holds, because my son just phoned to tell me my name was drawn for $1000 prize at the office Christmas party. Yes, seriously.
It might not be the lottery, but enough for a decent laptop? Oooooh yeah!!! I’m not positive how long it will take to get the money. I think they usually try to get out the money from those drawings before Christmas, though, which means I’ll be ordering a new computer a lot sooner than I was expecting!