So my computer guy came over yesterday morning at 9am.
He clicked different things, went through all sorts of diagnostics, and generally fiddlefarted around.
He had good news. I did not have a virus.
That was a huge relief.
And bad news. My hard drive was going bad.
And if I didn’t want the black screen of death to surprise me any time soon, I needed a new one.
So this morning I am typing to you from a brand spankin’ new hard drive. It is so tiny it is sitting ON my desk instead of under it.
My computer guy stayed at my house for 5 hours and charged me a whopping $130….for a house call.
I heart my computer guy.
When you come into the bedroom at a quarter till dark with the stealth of an elephant stampede, I tend to wake up and not go back to sleep.
Next time, please use your sniper skills.
If you need cliff notes, here they are.
Plenty of sleep = happy wife
Not enough sleep = cranky, sarcastic wife