Houston, We have a problem

You never realize how much you depend on something until it isn't there. This Sunday, I experienced this sensation with our computer.

I came home from taking Evan to a birthday party and Chris explained that he is seeing a blue screen when he tries to log on to the computer. After numerous reattempts to log on, I realized that "Houston, we have a problem."

I call my handy Tech Support guy stationed in India, and I proceeded to chat with him for about 75 minutes about my computer. At first he was positive and upbeat, but with each repeated failed test, the tone of his voice began to change.

Finally, I said to him "Your voice doesn't sound positive." He assured me it was just a cold he was suffering from, but with the next step, he asked me to get a screwdriver. Well, that certainly did not sound like good news.

Ultimately, we uninstalled our hard drive, and we need to get the files backed up so that we can wipe out and reinstall our Operating System, which apparently was having a bad day and decided to quit.

So, I have been without my computer since Sunday morning. I had forgotten what a strong part of my routine it is. I miss my blogs. I miss my Facebook. I miss it all.

Chris brought home his laptop today for me to write my blog. (I have been home all day with the remnants of the stomach flu!) So, I feel connected again.

So, if I post infrequently, I am still suffering from computer withdrawal. I will keep you updated.