Everyone said it would happen. One day I would open my eyes and see the light. I’d have a sudden urge to rush to the local Apple Store and run up to a sales clerk (or do they call them “sales genius”?) and utter those magical, mystical words “I want a Mac!”

Well, I’m thinking that the time may be upon me even as I type. I’m giving serious consideration to going out and buying not one, not two, not three……. but FOUR Macs. One for each separate household in my family. That way when they have computer problems they will no longer be able to call me for help because I can’t work on them, won’t work on them and refuse to work on them! My sister got one a few months ago and I haven’t talked to her since. Not because I refuse to but because she knows that I can’t and won’t help her with Mac problems. One of my Brother-in-laws got one a year or so ago and now when he calls we actually talk about things other than his computer problems. If it’s worked out so well in those two cases it’s bound to make my extended family relationships much better if they all have one.

Thanks You Mr. Jobs! I can’t believe it took me this long to see the light.