Why don't I write this stuff down when it happens, or take photos? Bloody hopeless.
There was one thing though. When hot chocolate gets accidently spilt on the laptop keyboard and you see a 'something went wrong' blue screen, things don't seem very rosy. Luckily it was my old lap top, unluckily I hadn't (after having it on my mental to do list for the last month) saved the photos from it onto a hard drive.
I cried a little bit, got a little down about not having time to do this and that. I managed to stay reasonably calm.
I took the battery cover off and turned it on its side. Drip, drip drip. Damn.
Hubby took it in the shed and blew compressed air into it, shit come out everywhere he reckons (he's been known to exaggerate).
I searched the house for a suitable tub, put the lap top inside slightly ajar, and poured a packet and a half of rice on the keyboard. If this was a recipe I would say, 'let sit on the kitchen table for two days'. I taped the lid of the tub shut and waited.
Long story short, it turned on after two days, but the keyboard doesn't work. Plus it smelt kinda funky.
So it's still working and I can be grateful that I could get the photos off it.
It's still good to have a second lap top, because we know what technology hogs kids can be. One of the usb ports doesn't work, the keyboard is cactus, so we're using an external keyboard. Oh well, just a bump in the road.
It wouldn't be real life if there wasn't one.
I am just looking forward for the end of this week and I'll have two weeks off work. I need to sleep in and have some lazy days.
