Ahhhhhhhh. FINALLY. Since Monday, I have been without a computer. Not that you would have noticed, because I kept my pledge to post daily, but behind the scenes, all was NOT well. Ollie chucked my laptop off the bed and then bodyslammed it old school WWF style. He landed on my poor ‘puter like Andre the Giant crushing a mechanical ant. Luckily, the only thing that broke was the power cord. Somehow, in the commotion, it was ripped out and frayed. So then, in addition to my keyboard looking like a typewriter for a blind person (it’s like braille due to the fact Ollie’s ripped off half the keys and I have to type by memory now), my cherished quasi-ghetto-looking laptop was dead as a doornail.
Of course I immediately went to Best Buy, thinking a new power cord would be a cinch to get, but the only one that would work was almost 200 bucks! As tempted as I was just to buy it on the spot, I knew a little patience would save me a bundle of money, I went back to our home-of-the day (thanks to my nomad status) and ordered a cord from Amazon. So thanks to the seller E-Z-N Smart, I can now finally use my trusty laptop once again!
Because really, to say last week was frustrating is an understatement. It showed me how dependent I have become on technology. I mean, remember the days of dial-up? If someone picked up the phone while the “modem” was running you’d be booted offline and everything would fall to hell. It took about 30 minutes to load a page and you could spend hours on the web looking at only two sites. Now, a few hours online and you can send 10,000 messages to all 500 of your closest friends on Facebook, buy a new wardrobe, catch up with current events, and play 15 games of Harbor Master. Without the ability to do those things, we feel despondent, cut off from society, and depressed — or at least I do!