So here's what I did.

 If you read yesterday's entry, you know that I returned my brand new computer with a very loud fan constantly running all the time it was on; I returned it. 

So.  I like having a computer.  I spend more time on the Internet than I should, but it's what I like to do.  I still have my five-year-old Macbook, but it needs to be worked on: the fan was running often, and all the time I was using it, it was telling me that the battery was draining rapidly.  After that warning, if I kept using it, the battery was gone in half an hour.  

And after returning the PC I had purchased, I realized something:  I've had a Mac, and I don't want to go back to anything else.  

Again, I'm going to "keep it real" and confess something to you.  An Internet friend in nearby Kansas City kept using his propaganda on me many years ago, perhaps not realizing that I didn't need to be paying that much for a computer.  He took me to the dark side, making me one of those people who seem to have a champagne taste on a beer budget.  My daughter has told me, and so has my friend Meesha, that there's no difference:  a computer is a computer.  My daughter actually says PC's have advantages over Apple products.  My husband wonders why my computer doesn't have a touch screen (Mac doesn't make one and I don't want one anyway, so HA!).

But I am an idiot, and it seems that printers aren't the only things I ruin:  I've owned four or five (at least) PC's, none of which lasted over two years.  My first Macbook has lasted five years, and could possibly last five more if I had it fixed.  So why didn't I do that?

For the last couple of months, I've been seeing articles telling me that the Apple corporation finally decided to make a Macbook with a screen bigger than 13 inches.  My eyes aren't the best, and I wanted that.  Plus there were other things they had tuned up lately on the new ones, and I coveted all of that!  Just another one of the ten commandments I've broken in my life.             

It's very seldom that an old bargain biddy like me will pay too much for anything on purpose, but there have been a few times that I go into covet mode.  It's happened a couple of times when I just had to have a horse.  It happened twice when I wanted a certain high-priced Gibson guitar.  And thanks to Remley, who started this particular "gotta have it" fifteen or so years ago, it's happened again.

It did help that Best Buy had three hundred dollars off on the new 15 inch Macbook I wanted, but it was still far from being cheap.  

In case you are wondering what my husband thinks about this: when I'm happy, so is he.  That's why I help him buy old rusty tractors to fix up.

We pay all our credit cards off every month.  Next month I'll be taking some money out of my household account savings and hoping there's no emergency for awhile.  

Ain't life grand?