The Computer That Died

Those on Twitter and Facebook knows this - my ancient dinosaur computer died on me this week and I have had to get another new one. So, here I am with the new CPU. As much love as I have for the old computer, I kinda (really) appreciate the speed of this one. Everything is so fast that I can't get used to it. Hahaha.

I click on something expecting to wait it out and there you go! Here it is! LOL.

Anyway, the old computer lasted nearly a decade, I'm telling ya and it served me so well over the years. I actually said goodbye to the thing. Really, I did. Then again, I am emo that way, I say goodbye to everything as in I say goodbye to the fish that I am about to consume, plant that died and planes flying off to their intended destination in the sky.

The one thing that I am fervently doing right now is downloading and installing all the software that I need to continue working. Can you imagine what hell it is? The one thing never to forget is, of course, the anti-virus. NEVER FORGET if your computer died on you too.

Over and out. It's school holidays and Malay friends are celebrating their new year here so, it's gonna be hell in this household for the week. I don't have a babysitter and when you are a mom, this means you are not going anywhere fun. Blergh.

So, happy holidays to all of you out there who do not need to work and Selamat Hari Raya to all you Malay friends. May you be blessed, happy, safe and healthy always.

Love,
Marsha

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