An Apple is Not a Fruit

 

Yesterday my DH bought me a Mac for an early birthday present.  It is the first Mac in our house.  This is a big thing.  We aren’t completely ignorant of Apple–we have an ipad, and iphones.  We just haven’t made the leap from Microsoft to Apple–until today.

My apprehensions mostly had to do with transferring all my itunes data to the Mac.  This has never gone well in the past–going from one computer to the next.  The files either go missing, or are all mixed up.  The salesman had put me at ease, though, explaining how to move the data.  But like everything that has to do with data, it never seems to work out like the explanation.

DH did all the dirty work, thank goodness.  I’m a mess when it comes to learning new computer things.  I get all worked up, and soon I’m saying things like, “It shouldn’t be that difficult!”

His response was, “Go away, and I’ll tell you when to come back.”  I slunk away to the kitchen where I began nervously chomping on chocolate chip cookies while I tried to chase away the visions of what I thought it would be like…

I thought I would come home and  type up my blog on my new computer, smiling and happy like a five year old who just graduated from trike to bike.  Unfortunately, I’m like the same five year old that has forgotten there is a learning curve for just such a graduation.  Forget typing anything yesterday–I should grant myself lucky it’s less than 24 hours later and I’m finally on wordpress using the new machine.

I should have known.  For years I’ve talked about what I call “computer time.”  Computer time and real time are two different things.  For instance, when DH is busy programming, he’ll say, “Oh, I’ll only be ten more minutes.”  In real time this translates into  about an hour, effectively making the conversion factor 6.  So it only makes sense that I should have realized that if I thought it was only going to take an hour or so to get it up and running, the real time would have been 6 hours, which is about what it was.  Which is why it is the next day.  I got tired and went to bed.

At the moment though, things seem to be working smoothly, and most things seem similar to a pc.  The bike just got less intimidating.  I think I’ll have an apple.