My precious, beloved laptop

Last night, late, I was running downstairs with my laptop to call my friend in Boston on Skype, when suddenly the computer slipped out of my hands and fell to the floor. Crash! “Holy Mary!” What a devastation! I really had no hope. Surely, a laptop cannot take that kind of a blow? Especially since it was on, and the hard disk running. But when I put it on the table and turned it on, the power came on, and eventually I heard the Windows chime that prompts the log-in window. It wasn’t dead! Only, I couldn’t see anything. The screen was black; dead. “OK, this is better than it could have been,” I thought. “If I can restore the content, it won’t be the end of the world, right? [only the end of $600 – Argh!]” Then Courtney came up, and suggested we take the screen part of the laptop apart. “It’s probably the thin tape-like strip that connects the bottom part of your laptop with the screen. It might have got torn, or it might just have come out.” It couldn’t be that simple. Without hope, I unscrewed the screws and gently pried the screen apart. Courtney carefully pushed on the little cable, “Look! It has come out,” reconnecting it to the port, we pushed the on button, and – lo and behold – my laptop started back up, screen and all! Halleluja!

The lesson? If you are to drop your laptop, make sure to call on the Mother of all, as it hits the floor, and keep a smart husband on hand.