The other day I had to disassemble my computer, plug it in in a different room and then reassemble back in the office. I didn't do such a great job of it. I plugged in my beautiful printer directly into the plug - and NOT through the generator. It died. It popped and wouldn't work. I was so angry at myself. How could I forget that step! This printer was so special. We had been through a LOT together. It was free. A black and white laser HP printer that they were just going to throw away at David's work. I had it while I was the choir director in my Ward in Texas and also while I was a middle school and high school choir teacher. I had it throughout grad school and used it for projects and reports and teaching materials. Then the biggest coup of all was when it went to Oman with me. Newsletters, music, downloaded books, research. It saved my life. Still, I didn't have any need to change that cartridge. It lasted forever. I can't begin to tell you how happy I was with the speed and accuracy with which it printed. I became addicted. Addicted to saying "I'll print that!" "I'll bring the pamplets!" "I'm not going to go down to the school/church/kinkos - for I shall just print this all out a few minutes before I need to leave the house." I could print out ANYTHING at any time quickly.
Not anymore.
Not a big deal right? I just need to replace it. David bought a brand spanking new HP laser printer for me....COLORED!!!! Well, it won't work with my Mac. I am still without. It has been so difficult, but I am beginning to think it is for the best. I still need a new one, but now I'm not so free about printing because I've become accustomed to NOT being able to print. It was convenient....convenient to be able to print. However, sometimes convenience isn't always good. Sometimes it is better to be without.
Today I will get a new printer. Hopefully one that will work with my mac.
Who knew that a printer could have such an impact on my life? I didn't, until it was gone.
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