He’s dead and gone. With one last sparkle of life, the little red light flashed and faded, and my beloved laptop left this world.
Yes, my laptop. I’ve been having some trouble with it for awhile – it wouldn’t believe it was plugged in when it was. You’d have to wiggle it juuuuust so to get the sweet spot, and then you were good to go. But when it took me ten minutes to find that sweet spot yesterday morning, I knew it was time to go to the computer doctor.
“There’s nothing we can do,” he said. “I’m afraid it’s terminal.” But if you left it in juuuust the right place, it could run. Sometimes. So the idea was to give it to the kids and I’d get a new one. Son #3 was beside himself excited about having a second internet capable computer. I was excited for him, too.
So I bought a new laptop, went to get the info I needed off the old one and… nothing. It wouldn’t power up at all. I tried a different power supply. That’s when I got the spark, the crackle, and the dying. Whatever we did at the comptuer repair shop severed the last connection to…to…to whatever it was hanging onto. And since a piece of the plastic is broken off, there’w nothing that can be done. What a waste.
Son #3 is seriously disapointed. I feel bad for him, too. And now I have to pay someone to go in and get all my stuff off my hard drive. Thank God the books were backed up! But now I have to learn to deal with Vista. Yick.