Oh how I miss thee...

Last Christmas, a tragedy struck...I lost my laptop. Oh, I didn't misplace it; I knew exactly where it was. I left it on the floor overnight next to an almost empty beverage. Voices in my head told me not to leave it there (both the computer and the almost empty beverage). But, I did. I found my computer the next morning soaking in that beverage. Not good for lap tops. It needed repair--lots and lots of repair...and 7 months later, it still needs lots and lots of repair. Today, I dusted it off and opened it up just to remember what it was like when I could do that at any time I wanted to use it...

Just looking at it makes me long for it even more...

It's dark, lifeless screen saddens me...

Oh how I miss...

...the freedom of having my own computer, not having to be kicked off whenever Ray "needs" the computer

...having a convenient place to store, sort, and view my pictures

...scrapbooking on my computer

...being able to sit any where I want when using the computer

...browsing the Internet at leisure

...my Photoshop Elements 5

...actually typing out handouts and tests

I miss my computer sooooo much that I feel like I have lost someone, someone I truly treasured. I realize there is probably a lesson in this; that I probably put too much stock in "things," but this one "thing" (besides my "new" digital camera) means the world to me. Like my camera, Ray gave me this computer. He doesn't give me much so what he does give me I value.

And, it kind of infuriates me that I'm still waiting, like I haven't learned my lesson yet. I get it. I got the lesson. I solemnly swear to take better care of it from now on. I promise to always listen to the voices in my head (hee, hee). Please...I've been waiting a loooooonnnng tiiiimme for my computer to be repaired...not...sure...how...much...longer...I...can...wait...