laptop, my laptop
So, if you've been paying attention, you know my laptop caught fire Sunday night. It was a tragedy, only made worse when I discovered my hard drive was unsalvageable. And I wasn't upset over the loss of the laptop, per se. I hated that damn thing. But I was certainly mourning the loss of my files, and my tools, and the very ability to work.
And my condition has not improved with the addition of my new eating rules, put in place after viewing a wide angle shot of my ass on Monday. So basically, take one part hell-fire consuming my laptop and add my ass splashed across the internet and, to put it mildly, you end up with one ridiculously grumpy bitch for several days.
Fast forward to today...
I have a semi-working laptop to mess around with (and the promise of a better one to come), I've already cheated on my diet...a few times...and the sun is shining. This is a recipe for a happy camper, and I suppose you could say, I am. Happy, that is. Especially now that I can blog again. And write. And surf the internet on something a bit larger than my phone. Not that I'm knocking my phone...I sort of love it. But it's not exactly a huge screen. And I'm not exactly a kid anymore. Every year it gets harder and harder to read that fine print on a tiny screen. But thank goodness I had it during my three days without a laptop. I don't know what I would have done, but I'm pretty sure it would have been newsworthy...and illegal...and frightening to small children. Or I would have just cried a lot more than I did.
Until the next time...I'll be back in business!