It happened to me...
My computer crashed today.
First thought is, "This can't be happening to me"! In my effort to prove that reasoning correct, I reboot. First line of defense. Hmm. Still no response.
Oh no! What now? What will I do without my computer?
I call our computer techie. He tells me how to try one more thing. He adds to *cross my fingers.*
That *one more thing* does no good. Neither does crossing my fingers.
Into car, I load that sorry-looking computer while cursing it! Hi, ho, it's off to techie's office we go.
My husband comes home from work. Trying to put myself in a cheerful mood doesn't work. As I explain what's happened, I can hear him thinking, "Oh, geez, is she a mess"!
I realize how much a part of my life my computer has become. I can't live without my computer!
What do I do now? Not sure. What can I do now? Nothing. Got to face fact my computer's not waiting for me in next room! Oh, no, it is gone.
Maybe I'll get a good sleep tonight. But then I'll only have to awake in morning and remember I don't have my computer! I'm not looking forward to that.
Uh, oh. I can't sleep. Wish I was on internet. Wonder how long it'll take to get my computer back?
Counting sheep (about 547 so far) isn't working. May as well get up. Maybe I'll sit and write awhile.