A new computer

I just bought a new computer! I am so excited I could spit. Well, not spit because that's bad, gross and might hit someone, but maybe some spittle will fly out of my mouth. Um...never mind, I'm excited. I've been working on my dinosaur, Brontosaurus, for about 7 years now. So in computer years, it's about 70 years old. While I am not ready to shuffle it off to a retirement home, it has some good stuff left in it, it is definitely past it's prime. That time was probably about a year ago. Just running my email software program messes with all other programs running. And that's nothing compared to the security software. Egads when that updates, downloads and just checks in for fun, everything grinds to a halt. Makes me nuts.

So when I am working on my website, I have to close down everything but the bones and it still runs like mud. It takes me hours, yep I said hours, to work a few changes on the site. Usually I leave this kind of thing to after-hours or home alone time because it could take me a day or more to work through something major.

I know that I needed a new one about 18 months ago when I received a message that I couldn't run a program because my Operating System was out-of-date. So I did what all good moms do, I ignored it until I knew I had to deal with it. No sense tackling something on the first noise, why waste the energy until you have to, there is always 15 more things that are clamoring for attention. But I have reached that point of no return. I've cleaned and cleaned my disk space, defraged and deleted unnecessary files, but there is no more room.

I remember when 30 gigs was HUGE. Now I am getting 320 gigs...seems enormous, but I know that in 3 years that will be nothing. It's almost like getting married again, I can see the appeal mid-life crisis have. I get to play with something that is new, smaller, faster and more maneuverable than what I have now....ummm...gets me thinking about my husband. Well that's another blog. It makes me giddy thinking about it and I don't even have it yet. So Merry Christmas to me!!! Santa, you are a good man! I can't wait to get the box and rip it open. I know that I will be a lion on a fresh kill, protecting it from other predators...my kids and husband. So now I sit anxiously waiting with my fossil, soon I might be able to put the remains in the gas tank.