I did something I never do.
I'm not so big on crowds. I'm not terribly keen on shopping, either, so the day after Thankgsgiving is usually devoted to seeing how many times a day one person can eat mashed potatoes (the record is eight, I believe. And no, I don't believe in those horrible non-fat "make them with vegetable stock instead of butter and milk" travesties, either).
This year was different. I went shopping on Black Friday. At the mall. I spent a boatload of money. I survived. And I was happy about it.
Despite my worst fears, I got in, got a parking spot right away, walked in, made my purchase and walked out, 10 minutes later, grinning.
The old Red Stapler iBook finally coughed up a hairball yesterday morning and expired, clicking and gasping.
Yes, my computer died on one of two days a year when it is physically impossible to get a new one. Do I have your sympathies? I suffered, people, I suffered for tens of computerless hours.
Yesterday was not a good day.
Today, much better. Those Apple store kids are so nice. And my new MacBook is just wonderful. Shiny. Happy.
Now to pay for it. Writer needs freelance work! Any and all offers considered.