You Guys. This has been a Weekend/Monday for the books, that is FOR SURE.
Sunday night I was cleaning house. I had to put something away in the closet when all of a sudden I found myself covered in clothes.
Because the top shelf of my closet had collapsed on top of me. I laughed. And then I cried. And then I moved on.
And last night, due to what I can only assume was a strike by the elves that make my computer work, my Macbook crashed. And it crashed HARD.
Spinning wheel of death for HOURS, y’all. I was ENRAGED. I still had a couple escort cards (and still do) that needed printing, pictures I wanted to edit, and Facebook had not been stalked in a while. Not to mention the blogs I needed to catch up on and guest posts to schedule! EPIC TIMING, LAPTOP.
Anyway, after trying and failing to self-diagnose the problem, I decided a trip to the Apple store was inevitable and made the trek to Augusta. The guy at the Genius Bar seemed flabbergasted at the non-responsiveness of my hard drive. It wouldn’t even boot from his miracle magic Apple Genius Bar computer. Thank Jobs for my awesome warranty. I didn’t have to pay a nickle for them to replace my hard drive (and lose all of my files in the process), but I have my computer back and it’s squeaky clean so I’m a happy camper.
Anyway, bracing myself for the rest of what Murphy has to offer, because if it can go wrong, it will.