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I'm back. I had a 3 second power outage on Thursday almost immediately after writing my last post. A 3 second power outage and my surge protector/power box decided it was going to fry. But not all of it, just the half that my computer and monitor was plugged into. The tv, printer and even the modem were all working fine.
So, why didn't I figure this out sooner? Simply put: I lost my mind. See, because of my physical issues I can't crawl around on the floor and figure things out on my own. I had to rely on what my sister was telling me was going on. The sister knows less about computers than I do so you see how much that was helping. My dad has been having health issues so he kept having to put off looking at it and even if he hadn't put it off I wouldn't have wanted him crawling around on the floor. So, I had a couple of minor panic attacks thinking that 1) I wouldn't be able to talk to my friends and 2) I might have lost everything I had saved on this computer. Which is a lot of stuff.
After getting over these attacks of worry and slight self pity and reading not one but two books in two days I got tired of waiting. My mind cleared and I started thinking again. I bullied my sister into moving the computer box across the room to plug it in somewhere else. I was thinking that if I could just determine whether it was the power box or the computer causing the problem then the waiting would be easier. The computer worked fine so we knew it had to be the power box. Since everything plugged into the box worked but the computer and monitor I finally realized we could switch the cords to the side that worked. Duh *rolls eyes*
So I had to sacrifice some stuff for a while to get the computer back, namely the printer, speakers and my television set, but right now it's more than worth it.
Yes, I am addicted to my computer but, in my defense, it is my major form of contact with the world that is not my family.
Oh, and Happy Birthday to my sister. She turned 24 on Friday.
So, why didn't I figure this out sooner? Simply put: I lost my mind. See, because of my physical issues I can't crawl around on the floor and figure things out on my own. I had to rely on what my sister was telling me was going on. The sister knows less about computers than I do so you see how much that was helping. My dad has been having health issues so he kept having to put off looking at it and even if he hadn't put it off I wouldn't have wanted him crawling around on the floor. So, I had a couple of minor panic attacks thinking that 1) I wouldn't be able to talk to my friends and 2) I might have lost everything I had saved on this computer. Which is a lot of stuff.
After getting over these attacks of worry and slight self pity and reading not one but two books in two days I got tired of waiting. My mind cleared and I started thinking again. I bullied my sister into moving the computer box across the room to plug it in somewhere else. I was thinking that if I could just determine whether it was the power box or the computer causing the problem then the waiting would be easier. The computer worked fine so we knew it had to be the power box. Since everything plugged into the box worked but the computer and monitor I finally realized we could switch the cords to the side that worked. Duh *rolls eyes*
So I had to sacrifice some stuff for a while to get the computer back, namely the printer, speakers and my television set, but right now it's more than worth it.
Yes, I am addicted to my computer but, in my defense, it is my major form of contact with the world that is not my family.
Oh, and Happy Birthday to my sister. She turned 24 on Friday.