Yesterday my computer died, through no fault of her own. This laptop has been with me since I was the TYS in Chicago. She traveled all over the United States with me and faithfully fulfilled her responsibilities. When I moved to Latvia, because of the generousity of my home territory IT dept., she came with me. She has served me well here, even getting to travel throughout Europe. Only a motherboard problem or two has kept her from her task. (Sure, blame the parents!) But with her warranty updated, even those problems have been resolved and back to work she went. She's run hundreds of power point presentations, helped me plan lessons, kept me in communication with home and friends around the world, downloaded, edited and filed all of my pictures of my adventure in Latvia and acted as my personal movie theater. Yesterday I was moving her from one room in my flat to the next and out of my hands she went, right on to the lovely and very hard, wood floor. If she had crashed through one of the pathetic bags I've used to carry her running through airports, I would have understood. If she had dropped out of my hand while walking on the irregular, though beautiful, cobblestone streets of Riga, I would have understood. But, no - in my own house she came to her end. Just in case there is something to salvage, I'll take her to the computer shop on Monday, but I'm not holding my breath. This is not the end of my world, as you can tell I do have access to a computer at the office. Most of my work is saved to a server. Most of my files I brought from Chicago are either on disks or on the server. But, I had not yet found the best way to save my photo files. Thankfully, some photos are on my AOL Picture It files or here in my blog. The rest will be just a memory.
Sympathy will be graciously accepted! (when I get my new life without laptop configured, I'll share some pictures of a fun day I had with the Smiths and parents in Lithuania.)
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