Sunday, 6 May 2012
Persephone enters the previous decade
This week's life-changing event was my acquisition of a lap-top. In fact yesterday's post was a mile-stone: my very first post composed and posted entirely in my lap. Kind of a cyber-lap-dance, only way more expensive.
I've been yearning for my own lap-top for some time, particularly after both daughters acquired theirs to navigate university (because you can't do university these days without one) and high school (because when you have a severe learning and language disability, along with less than fabulous fine motor skills, you need all the help you can get). I had neither excuse, but a desire not to go through another summer house-sitting a place lacking a DVD-player and sporting a dial-up. Also, neither daughter will let me use her lap-top. Ever. It's the Harry Potter books all over again.
So last Friday found me standing in a cold sweat in an Apple store, looking pleadingly at elder daughter whenever the salesman asked me a question. The session turned into a practical exam, because when my new device was "loaded", it involved my entering things with trembling fingers used to a PC keyboard under the watchful eye of the salesman/techie.
"How bad was I?" I whispered to elder daughter as we exited with my trophy in a bag over my shoulder.
"Let's just say you've come across as more intelligent on other occasions," muttered elder daughter diplomatically.
That bad, huh?
"What about that Apple Care, though?" Having dropped what seems like an enormous amount of money on this thing, the salesman managed to talk me into paying extra for whatever tech support would be needed, even though elder daughter flatly refused it for herself.
"Well, I think you're a better candidate for that kind of thing," she said, holding precariously on to her diplomacy.
"So you think I'll be dropping by the store with questions all the time?"
"Mum, you will have me. I'm kinda your live-in one-to-one tutor."
Which, of course, was why I'd timed my purchase for the beginning of elder daughter's return from Halifax, in the hope that by July, I'll have this MacBook stuff under my belt. It's just unfortunate that Blogger chose this time to switch to a completely new format at the same time I'm struggling to understand the re-designed NaBloPoMo.
So this has been an interesting weekend while I attempt to retrain my personal-computer mind and digits into the configuration of a MacBook Pro. It may be working. I still do a few things at the PC, due mainly to my failure to figure out what my "administrative password" is, which means I can't download things like Adobe Flash (which, I'm discovering this weekend, I need). This morning, I caught myself stroking the bar below the PC keyboard, before remembering to reach for the mouse.
I'm not sure why elder daughter has barricaded herself in her bedroom, though. I miss her. Also, I have another question....