My kids have determined with some certainty that the problems I am having with my computer right now are virus-related. Malware...or something like that. It's not a situation that is easily fixed remotely (by my kids), but they are sensitive to the fact that my computer is my lifeline--which is a whole lot more than I can say for the people that design computer viruses with no thought to the harm they do, randomly. My current computer is five years old. Time for a new one.
Megan and Denis stayed up long after I went to bed last night, working on a computer Plan B after yesterday's Walmart debacle. (I talk about them as if they are in the house with me, when, indeed, we are separated by 200 miles.) When I got up this morning, I was informed that, using my bank account info, they had ordered me a reputable computer within my budget through Amazon.com. Megan hoped I wouldn't be mad. Mad? I was delighted! It will arrive on my doorstep tomorrow. There will be things to be done and learned since I have been totally spoiled in the computer set-up department, but I'll put my big girl panties on and just do it. (With a little help from my "friends".)
By this time tomorrow, I hope to be set up with a new computer. Not looking forward to dealing with Windows 8, but even this old dog can eventually learn new tricks!
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