I’m not much of a sports spectator. On Super Bowl Sunday, Jason invited friends over to watch the game, and I thought I’d get some writing done. I pressed that little power button and nothing happened. I tried again. Nothing. This went on and on with me not willing to face the facts. I brought the lifeless machine to our friend Craig. I’m sure he wasn’t thrilled about me interrupting the game, but he was patient and took a look. Thirty minutes later he pronounced it dead.
So, what now? Well, I’ve been sharing the kids computer. They are really good sports about this, but I can tell they’re all wondering how long till Mom gets her own machine again. I’m wondering the same thing.
Thanks for listening,