My computer power cable died. I’d been holding it together with black electrical tape, but something inside finally gave up and it refused to respond. I ran to the store to buy another one, but since they didn’t have the cable I needed, I had to buy a new computer.
I’m not actually that impulsive, but one of the requirements of the school the kids will be going to next year is that they each have their own MacBook (starting in 7th grade) so that means we are on the hook for buying 3. Ouch! I came up with the genius idea of upgrading my laptop and giving my old one to Caleb because if he’s going to drop or misplace a piece of technology, I’d rather have it be a 4 year old one instead of something that is brand new. I get an upgrade and his computer was “free.” Win. Win.
So really, I just upgraded myself a few months earlier than planned. Now I can order a new power cord for “Caleb’s computer” and he’ll be all set. I was being practical and had nothing to do with the fact that I felt lost with that black screen staring back at me and refusing to wake up and serve me.
I have my phone but my eyeballs are crap and even with my super senior citizen sized 6+ screen I still prefer to do most things on my laptop. AND BONUS, my upgrade has a retina screen so I can actually read the screen without digging out my reading glasses.
I remember when I was in my 20s with 2 babies living in Lawton, OK and I would go to the YMCA to work out. There was a group of old ladies (60s/70s) who would be in the locker room every morning, changing after their water aerobics class, and all they would talk about was their various ailments: my knees are aching, oh my angina is acting up, Harold’s prostate is giving him fits and he’s getting up all night to pee … I used to giggle in my head, but I’m feeling them these days. Forget Botox, give me back my 35 year old eyes!
I’m exaggerating a bit, but when Josh and I were at dinner last night I did have to take a photo of the menu so I could zoom in to read it. And I might need to get a selfie stick just so I can hold my phone far enough away from my face to be able to read it.
But for now I’ll be enjoying the respite that my new MacBook provides with its gazillion pixels upgrade. Feeling a little less blind this morning. Happy day.
ETA: I should probably clarify that I have been spoiled by perfect vision and never needed glasses my entire life and even now I have perfect vision except when things are up close to my face or in low light, which feels totally ridiculous. So when I say “my eyeballs are crap” it’s a bit of hyperbole and it’s not like I’m going to be needing a Guide Dog by next week or anything.