Well that pretty much sums up our computer experience over the last few months. I should have emphasized the nervous breakdown part. Computers are like cars. They should just work. I don't want to spend my time fixing you. I have supper to fix I don't have time to fix you too!
It started simply enough with what appeared to be a power supply problem. As in, it was stone cold dead. Nothing. Nada. That happened the week my 8th grader had two projects due. One of which was a web site he had to build and the other a paper he had to research. The computer was going to take a week to fix. I seriously asked the apple guy for a school excuse. We made it through that, but our back up software wanted us to restore the computer. I'm not sure why. But it seemed harmless enough so we did that. Big mistake, big, huge, I have to go shopping now. (Sorry, movie quote!) Anyway, the restore took forever but the computer was working ok and then.... it all went CARAZY!!! The computer would not allow us to use more than one application at a time. As in I cant open pictures and the Internet which means no blogging! I can't research and write a paper at the same time, etc. After about a month of that it became completely unusable and there was probably a nervous breakdown or two. So back the store we go where the little man says it's the hard drive. They wipe the computer clean. As in, when I turned it on for the first time it was a blank white screen flashing a question mark. But two hours and two phone calls to Apple later I had installed an operating system and we were cooking with gas....until I hit the restore button. After much angst it appears the off site backup we used had some corrupted software or some such computer talk and it was wreaking havoc every time we tried to used it. It did restore but it took an entire week and then the computer was once again useless. SO back to the store we go again. A major issue was that despite the fact that the computer had restored I could not open my picture files. I was holding the panic at bay but after an hour at the apple store when the man said, "There that should get everything back!" and pressed the button and the message, "picture files corrupted, cannot restore" or some such gibberish flashed on the screen the tears began to flow. He handled it well, bless his heart but when I say I left with my big old computer in arms with tears streaming down my face it's not an exaggeration.
Too make a long, boring story only slightly shorter I had to walk away from the situation. Way too emotionally involved and Shane took over. Many phone calls later my precious pictures have been restored all 17,000 of them (who knew there that many.) I can once again see my babies faces and that is so good! We have a new back up system in place and that also so good. I lost some of the organization of the pictures but at this point it doesn't even matter.
All that to say... I can blog again. Some may be happy, some may say who cares, some may groan. Either way, I've been cooking up a storm over here so I'll be seeing you soon!