So I don’t know if I told you, but our heat went out about 2 weeks ago, the Sunday before Thanksgiving. And I don’t know if you have heard, but it is SERIOUSLY COLD in Nashville. As in, I can’t form complete sentences when I’m outside. I just shiver and say things like “ffrrozzen” and “Oh. My. Cuh-cuh-cuh-core temperature”. Things of that nature.
When the heat goes out, that is BAD. So being the brave little soldier that I am, when the heat broke- I packed up and drove to Atlanta. [I am totally tough as nails.]
I grabbed all my things quickly to escape the tundra that was my bedroom. In haste, I tossed my computer onto my laundry basket. I grabbed the basket and headed towards the door.
[This is where things get painful. Consider yourself warned.]
Saying goodbye to the Roomie with the basket sitting on my hip, sweet little computer decided to jump ship.
And four bounces on a hardwood floor later, I wanted to cry and poop my pants. In no particular order.
Because this happened. [deep heart-felt sigh]
Anyways, so the other computer-dropping result has been internal- a LOONEY battery. For example, pre-drop, a charge would last for about 2.5 hours. Today, apparently….
463 hours? That would be 20 days. Wowsa. And…. then it died in 35 minutes.
So. Needless to say. My computer has lost it’s ever-lovin’-mind.
Monday morning Computer and I have an appointment at the Mac store. And I’m afraid they are gonna pull a Big Mama on me and take it away for days.
DAYS, people. DAYS. Just thinking that makes me feel all yucky on the inside.
I blame Winter. It’s on, Winter. You versus me. Mano y Season-o.
Bring it. I don’t fear you. I have coats and sassy scarves.
Uh…. please…. just don’t mess with my computer anymore.