Sunday, September 26, 2010
I have an HP laptop that I absolutely love. Hubby bought it for me in 2005 as a gift when I was getting close to finishing my bachelor's degree. It weighs a ton because it has a 17 inch screen and has such a short battery life that you really can't take it anywhere, but I love it anyway. On Thursday hubby calls me at work and said he had some good news and some bad news (I hate those, the bad always outweighs the good). He said he wasn't going to purchase the window tint for his car just yet so we were going to say that money; however, my computer has started making a horrible squeal, so we may need to buy me a new computer. He said it sounded like the fans and had apparently woke him up because it sent the dogs in to a howling frenzy. NOOOOOO not my baby. I called Mr. Notebook and he is going to order the part (it is a special order since she is 5 years old) and it should be here within a week. I am going to have to come to terms with the fact that I will need to part with my baby soon. If, no make that when, the time comes, I think I want to go back to a desktop. At least hubby can work on a desktop. Or maybe he will get a new computer and I will take his laptop. I don't know yet. I still haven't come to terms with the idea that she will need to be replaced. I know it sounds silly to get so attached to a computer, but I am.