Sunday, November 9, 2008

Cleaning The Office, Facing A Hard Fact, Trying To Go On Bravely

This weekend has been so good, so magical, so much fun and part of that is the weather and how glorious it really is.
You just want to let the light of it into the house and into your soul and in that spirit, I came out here into my office to dust and spray around the Fabuloso and sweep and in doing so, I am reminded of what a truly wonderful room this is and how lucky I am to call it mine. It used to be the old kitchen of my house, back when cooking was too hot and too dangerous to be done inside the house proper.
And I feel ready to start doing some serious writing now. Getting down to it. Putting my ass in the chair and taking the phone off the hook and letting the mildew and dust and chaos do what mildew and dust and chaos are wont to do, which is to increase and never let you catch up to them in any case.
And writing.
And just as I made this decision, the battery on my laptop, which I have known was failing for some time now, has decided to completely give it up, with not even a death rattle to announce its intention.
Which means I must, must, MUST take the baby in for exploratory surgery and possibly intensive rehab so, dammit, just when I decide it's time to get serious, life takes its own twist.
I'm trying to be light-hearted about this and unattached, but the deep down truth of the matter is that my MacBook is my crack pipe and there's no other way to put it.
But sometimes your crack pipe drops and shatters and you have to put it away for awhile and so I shall.
I can still use the MacBook when it's plugged in, which isn't really much of a problem, but while I'm still on Apple Care (one more month) I need to get this fixed.
Perhaps I can use my husband's (ugh) PC to blog on, at least. We shall see. I know nothing about PC's except that every time I try to use one I end up saying a prayer of thanks that I own a MacBook.
So.
Meanwhile, I'm about to go Monticello to play again and yes, I do have other things in my life.
And yes, they make paper and pens, and yes, I will make use of them.
On we go and on we go and I hope it's as beautiful where you are as it is here today, on a Sunday in November in this new place we call The United States of America.

7 comments:

  1. YES!

    My Mac is like a good pipe as well, filled to the brim with delightful drugs that keep me coming back for more. I'm running my iBookG4 from three years ago, with a flimsy battery that won't allow me to go unplugged. It is no matter, because I wouldn't trade a Mac for a PC no matter what someone offered me, and until I can afford to get this fixed, I will make do.

    Or, my secret hope, is for a trade-in.

    my blog address: ajandmac - speaks of my connection with my blessed iBook. Some say pathetic, I say, LOVE.

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  2. AJ- I had wondered about the "mac" part of your address. Now I know.
    Isn't it funny? I think if I owned a PC, it would just be a piece of equipment for me, but my MacBook- ah, it's like my child.
    Not really, but sort of.
    I hate the thought of living without it for a few days. Simply hate it.

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  3. Oh Mama, I'm sorry your baby, and I'm not talking about myself, is not functioning properly. I would say, "hey, you can borrow mine", but I too would be a little lost without this baby. Although, now that I think about it, just about the only thing that I must do on this mac every day is check your blog, so I guess I'm in an ironic situation right now.
    Well, if you really need a macbook, I will certainly let you borrow mine.

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  4. HoneyLuna- you're a college student! You need your computer!
    I will make do. I can probably figure out how to crank that PC of Dad's.
    But you're so sweet.
    Thank-you for the offer.

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  5. I updated :) And just in time for a stint in Mac rehab....

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  6. I am so happy to hear about the writing. I'm sorry about the mac.

    I want to get serious about writing but I am on my forth false start. They keep dying of heart failure. I wonder if the instant gratification of the blog, prevents me from writing more and better?

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  7. AJ- I visited your lovely post.

    Brother B- I wonder the same thing myself. We both need to get to WORK!

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