Where exactly do I begin? After several daily phone calls from several Indian Customer Service Support Representatives - Once you go Indian, uh, they'll never let me go - I finally got my computer back.
Once I mailed off my computer, I realized all my preferences, log ins, an email account, all of it, was in the computer. I do have a passwords file - but never printed it out. So, I've completely dumbed myself down. Super. I couldn't remember certain log ins to blog and speak to my masses. So, I apologize at my neglect as i have technically failed you.
While I awaited my evening phone call from Mumbai to check on my mental status - my file is probably color coded under "crazy lady freak show" and i'm guessing they had me on speaker phone just for fun, you know, to keep the morale up over there- and the status of my computer, I discovered that I'm a bit addicted to my computer. It's my brains. I love it. And I'm materialistic and needy for my laptop.
I had to treat it like a break up. Replace my fulfillment of my sweet, precious, funny and generous laptop with other things. What is there to do? I guess I could cook a meal. Nah. Ooooh, maybe I'll get laundry done in ONE day instead of several. Nope. Well, there's always high def tv. I'm in!
Wouldn't that be fun if we could send off relationships to get fixed? When they get back, there's a note that says, "Let us know if he messes up again." And a report card enclosed with all adjustments made checked off. "Listens to your feelings" The guys in Mumbai could walk us through the if/then charts. It'd be awesome!
I didn't realize my love and commitment to my computer until I got it back today. All fixed and pretty. All week, I've been walking around in a daze. Forgetting stuff, double booking. Which, believe me, I do anyways. But just more than the normal.
I'm glad to have my friend, my laptop here with me. The kids are too. I have been making more time for them. And sadly, they're pretty sick of me. So, when we got home from the gym tonight and they saw the computer box. I thought it was so sweet how happy they were for me. How selfless and sweet. Until I heard,
"Lucy! Mom got her computer back so she can write on her website and not make us play games with her all the time!"
Bad news kids, while the computer was gone, Mommy devised several lists, one of which was a Better Daily Priorities List. Mommy's cleared her day for board games, reading and talking about our feelings, with or without the laptop! It's gonna be a long winter!
That's how I roll.
I don't care what you say, I'd still give half my kingdon(that nobody wants) for a laptop of my own.
Seriously, did Max really say that? I am betting the same thing would have come out of my gangs mouth if my computer was sent away. Hilarious!