I believe that a few days before this latest absence I was muttering about my computer?
Well – the worst happened!
For the last few months it has taken several attempts before it would condescend to start. Oh - and turning everything on in the “correct order”. It was very particular about that.
Under no circumstances was the screen to be turned on before the box was up and humming, or the screen would simply blink owlishly at me and refuse to do anything else. On each blink I’d catch a tantalizing glimpse of the folder-cluttered desktop beyond but there was never enough time for me to click on anything.
Then, about a week ago, even doing everything in the correct order wasn’t working. It took hours to start. A heart-to-heart with the local computer repairman had already indicated that there wasn’t much point in trying to repair it. The old girl was on her way out. (The computer – not me!)
So, hand in hand with my not-very-loved-by-this-point computer, we limped on.
I saved what I could.
And then it happened. One morning she simply refused to even make an attempt. I was tempted to give her a sharp prod – well, it works with unbiddable cows – but I could see she was passed all that.
Even the screen refused to blink at me. Nothing but black glass staring lifelessly back.
I knew I hadn’t saved enough.
So, I have a new computer. We don’t understand each other very well yet, but she has shown me where my email was stored. Well, she has shown me where one email account is; another email account is up and running (except I’ve forgotten where it is!) but everything that was in it has evaporated.
I suspect she’s a bit of a smart aleck. She seems to enjoy showing me how little I really know about driving a snazzy modern computer.
She’s fast. She’s stylish. And one day, I dare say she’ll quit on me too.
I’m gonna save more this time!