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Apr. 28th, 2011 12:36 amI have a new HP mini.
For months I've been dreaming aloud about a new netbook that had the battery life and bigger screen and keyboard to make my worklife easier. Quite a few friends were aware of this - I'm afraid I dreamed very loudly. Whenever my finances belly-flopped it was something that I used to keep me going. "When I'm financial," I said, and said again, "These are the specifications I shall have in my new handbag-computer." I love having a computer in my handbag. It means I can work anywhere.
I have adored my eeepc, but I knew its limitations (it came from the second netbook shipload into Australia: it's not young), and so I dreamed. A great deal. I was, in fact, saving for it. I think the order of my savings was air travel to Europe, accommodation, conference and masterclass costs, land transport, food, then computer, then luxuries - I was getting closer and closer to the computer - other friends gave me food money and the Montpellier to London flight, you see, again for my birthday. Having a major birthday was rather well timed and I am - as I keep on saying - just extraordinarily fortunate in my friends.
The group of friends who took me to the Yacht Club on Monday gave me the HP mini. Lesley and Griff make me part of their family for Christmas every year - this was a family present.
I've been giving the mini a run-in yesterday and today and it's totally wonderful. I've been writing novel on it using my desk slope. It doesn't cause my RSI to act up nearly as much as the smaller eeepc and I run out of energy before the battery does. I have space for 9 piles of paper notes around it, which makes it far easier to keep my mind in order than when I work at the normal desk. I should be able to take computer notes the whole of each day of masterclass and conference with no problems, plus work on my study in the evenings alone in France.
And, before you think "Aren't all her friends practical - doesn't she get life's luxuries?" Emma knitted me a silk lace shawl. It's a gorgeous dusky pink and I promised her a picture of me wearing it.
I don't get much in the way of large presents normally. My family is not that way inclined. My fiftieth and my amazing friends have made up for years of wondering what it would be like to have big gifts. I've discovered what I always knew. It's not the size of the gift - it's the warmth and love that's delivered with it. And that's the real magic of my fiftieth (and my actual celebration is still to come!) - discovering how very rich I am in friends who listen and care and are happy to have me round. I feel much less worried about travelling, because I carry all this love with me. I also feel much less worried about the next fifty years, because I have the most wonderful people to keep me company.
For months I've been dreaming aloud about a new netbook that had the battery life and bigger screen and keyboard to make my worklife easier. Quite a few friends were aware of this - I'm afraid I dreamed very loudly. Whenever my finances belly-flopped it was something that I used to keep me going. "When I'm financial," I said, and said again, "These are the specifications I shall have in my new handbag-computer." I love having a computer in my handbag. It means I can work anywhere.
I have adored my eeepc, but I knew its limitations (it came from the second netbook shipload into Australia: it's not young), and so I dreamed. A great deal. I was, in fact, saving for it. I think the order of my savings was air travel to Europe, accommodation, conference and masterclass costs, land transport, food, then computer, then luxuries - I was getting closer and closer to the computer - other friends gave me food money and the Montpellier to London flight, you see, again for my birthday. Having a major birthday was rather well timed and I am - as I keep on saying - just extraordinarily fortunate in my friends.
The group of friends who took me to the Yacht Club on Monday gave me the HP mini. Lesley and Griff make me part of their family for Christmas every year - this was a family present.
I've been giving the mini a run-in yesterday and today and it's totally wonderful. I've been writing novel on it using my desk slope. It doesn't cause my RSI to act up nearly as much as the smaller eeepc and I run out of energy before the battery does. I have space for 9 piles of paper notes around it, which makes it far easier to keep my mind in order than when I work at the normal desk. I should be able to take computer notes the whole of each day of masterclass and conference with no problems, plus work on my study in the evenings alone in France.
And, before you think "Aren't all her friends practical - doesn't she get life's luxuries?" Emma knitted me a silk lace shawl. It's a gorgeous dusky pink and I promised her a picture of me wearing it.
I don't get much in the way of large presents normally. My family is not that way inclined. My fiftieth and my amazing friends have made up for years of wondering what it would be like to have big gifts. I've discovered what I always knew. It's not the size of the gift - it's the warmth and love that's delivered with it. And that's the real magic of my fiftieth (and my actual celebration is still to come!) - discovering how very rich I am in friends who listen and care and are happy to have me round. I feel much less worried about travelling, because I carry all this love with me. I also feel much less worried about the next fifty years, because I have the most wonderful people to keep me company.