This definitely falls in the TMI category, but this realization struck me so hard that I put down my book, got out of bed, turned the laptop back on, and started jotting notes while booting up.

I have gone from being someone who:

Wonders why people can’t just get off their butts and go into the next room to look something up on their pc instead of using a laptop

and

Made fun of a colleague because he burned his thigh from his laptop sitting in his lap for so long

to

Someone whose sister started rave about her laptop “changing her life” (Hell, who wouldn’t want one after hearing the potential for a “CHANGED LIFE”?!)

to

Rationalizing about the big computer armoire in her dining room  AND and hating feeling cooped up when using it AND who’d pimped up her memory to its max and still wasn’t enjoying any benefits (i.e.—it wasn’t fast enough—they’re never fast enough) AND wanting to go on a road trip anyway AND further justifying a potential purchase by saying she’d be able to email back about the trip (and we see how far THAT one went)

to

Someone who could envision herself sitting on her back porch “being productive” or “watching a DVD” with her “convenient, portable” laptop  (note to self: post the ‘paying the price for convenience’ piece)

to

Someone who craved and caved, searched and analyzed, and determined what model she wanted (if only everything were that easy), while not quite following thru on the actual purchase

to

Someone who, it was hinted, might need an intervention to get said laptop (having herself previously done an intervention on the now-converted threatener to get her to sign up for DSL from dial-up).

to

Someone who finally ordered the freaking thing and obsessively checked the Dell website moment by moment to see if she could locate the actual truck it was on and guesstimate the ETA

to

Someone who wasn’t able to fully use her laptop (networked, wireless printing, stability, etc.) for 3 months after purchase, hated it, regretted it, yet obsessively wouldn’t (couldn’t?) give up the dream

to

Someone who spend many MORE dollars on accessories and parts that wouldn’t work, got and gave several grey hairs, made numerous additional puchases, spent countless LOST obsessive hours, and had friends and family pitching in to make this “convenient device” something that really would “change my life” “because it is so portable” and “you can do everything with it”

to

Someone who still mostly uses the laptop from a table surface, albeit no longer in the armoire (which is still in the DR) but uses it from the dining room table, and sometimes on her laptop with her padded (read: no-burn!) “laptop buddy” and wireless mouse while watching tv or sitting on the porch

and

Wished every web page had a “printer-friendly page” button so she could print everything and bring it “anywhere” to read with her

to

Someone who wondered if it was weird to consider bringing the laptop into the bathroom with her, since (after all) How is this different from bringing a book or newspaper into the bathroom, other than the potential 2nd degree burn or risk of water damage

and

Wonders if others have also thought about this or done it, but won’t admit to it because it’s taboo, much like we pretend we “don’t notice” guys at work walk into the bathroom with newspaper in hand, which just screams “I’M GOING IN THERE TO POOP”

and

Gets out of bed, fires up her laptop, makes notes while the laptop’s booting up, knowing she won’t finish her (previously) absorbing book tonight and will go to sleep too late AGAIN

and to

spends 1.5 hours writing about this (seemingly circular) evolution on her

(you guessed it)

Laptop.

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