Me? Addicted?

Who would have known I was so addicted?

I powered up the computer before I started fixing pancakes yesterday. After breakfast I proceeded to check if Max has responded to the e-mail I sent at 2am the night before. Why so late...I dono. I can't sleep. I'll get help for that after I complete the 10 step program for this addiction. I sat in front of the computer staring at a black monitor. I could have sworn I turned it on! Max taught me that the monitor does this thing called 'hibernate'....so I wiggled the mouse. Nothing. Then I hit the space bar thinking maybe the computer 'hibernates' too. Again, nothing. Usually computer problems follow with me getting on the other working one and sending Max an e-mail. Sadly I managed to decommission my craptop laptop only days after he left. My palms started sweating. It was difficult to fill my lungs with air. Now what was I to do? Remembering all stories from his dreaded help desk days, I checked to make sure the computer was ON and all the plugs were in their matching color holes. You'd think the computer manufacturers knew I was clueless as to what goes where. Ok so all was on and connected and still a black screen. By this time I had the shakes and started scavenging for the nearest paper bag. Instead I found the phone and S.O.S.'ed the "geek squad" at Best Buy. Thank goodness I brought it to them to determine it was indeed the monitor that went out. Only a geek could tell ya that. I started to gather my thoughts and tried to think like Max while looking at the new monitors. Ok so he would start in the isle with the 58 inch...this is when I usually pull him back down to earth by saying "it would cost more then $1,000.00 per inch Babe"...but no one was there to play me. A nice employee who obviously could tell I was puzzled asked if I needed help...I handed my son to him as I said "yeah, thanks". I felt like Stretch Armstrong...Kalee pulling me towards the fridge with a TV in it...and Bear going the other direction to look at the vacuum that had a sticker with a dog on it. Sheesh! How hard could it be to buy a computer monitor? Finally, I threw the towel in and called my receptionist cousin Dani to send Max an e-mail. Thankfully he was smart enough not to respond to my problem via e-mail. After finding out kinda what he wanted I returned to Best Buy today to find the best buy on the first monitor I pointed at with my eyes closed....

...After all, if I were to send him out to buy pantyhose that's what he would do!