That was just the beginning of my computer frustrations, however. I've been so behind on my blogs that the other day when I went to read the backlog, I had nearly 450 posts to go through. My poor computer, a dear Mac that has served me so well, is six years old and quite elderly now. They say every human year is seven dog years...so, how does that work in computer years? This poor baby is pushed to its limits from the first thing in the morning til nearly midnight and I fear it is beginning its decline. As I scrolled through the blog posts, endlessly, the fan kept cycling on, which I never hear....a sign, I'm told, that the processor is just working really hard and may not be quite up to the task. The battery on this poor baby, has long since died, so I can only use it if it's plugged in. That means, if I want to move it, I have to shut down and then reset the time and date every time I bring it back up. My main work desk is upstairs here in a little alcove off the kitchen, but the printer is so big (it's also a copier/fax...not that I can use the fax, since we don't have a landline, ha!) that in order to print, I have to take the computer downstairs to the printer, because the wireless doesn't reach and it's the only way to connect to the printer. You can imagine what a pain this is....clearly, Ms. P. needed a new computer.
Well, now I have one, but only because I flew into a panic in the middle of the afternoon yesterday when I'd spent an hour making an Etsy treasury and just as I was about to "publish" it, the computer screen went black....dead! Not having backed up in some time, I was practically having heart palpitations, thinking this was the end. I quickly packed the computer up, got in the car and drove the hour to Sioux Falls to the MacDoctors....alas, on the way, it slowly dawned on me, that it was possible that all that had happened was that the plug had come loose and with no battery, naturally the computer just shut itself down. Ugh, I groaned, as I was probably in the middle of an unneeded venture....aha, I thought, at the very least I'm going to buy a battery for the computer. But, once I got to the MacDoctors and we found out that yes, all was well, and that the plug had just come loose from the power strip (SILLY ME!), but no, they didn't have a battery in stock but could order one...I was in a tailspin. Did I really want to put over $100 into a battery for a computer that was clearly a geriatric case? I sat in the car for quite a while, before heading home, as I rationalized going ahead then and there with the purchase of a new computer. I mean, really, I am trying to run a "business" and am clearly giving the poor machine a workout everyday....it took awhile, but I marched back into the MacDoctors, which also sells computers and in no time at all, I came away with a MacBook Pro. Now I have to buy software....it's only money, which grows on trees...a laugh a minute! I still sit at my desk off the kitchen, typing away on Old Faithful, but I will make the transition to the new computer, which should be noticeably faster and quite worry free....and what will it be like to be able to operate the computer on a battery when necessary??!!!
Such crazy antics I go through, most times feeling like a fool....does any of this sound familiar to anyone? Needless to say, my work in the studio this week, with the rock adventure at the beginning and the technology mishaps toward the end, has been most sporadic. I can only show you fragments of works in progress...I'm calling these collectively "The Pink Pages"....a little enticement I hope!
That's my report....we're off this afternoon to a very lovely nursery in Nebraska to buy a few plants....it's actually a cold, grey day in the 50's....what happened to 95 degrees? Hope you all have a fine weekend.
Violett sends greetings to all the well-wishers!!!
Cheers and see you soon!