Maybe this was a bad idea

I bought a new computer this weekend.  IT's been over four years since I got my last one and a new hard drive and power cord later, it's seen better days.  It also doesn't help that I drop it on the floor at least once a week.  Don't worry though, it's usually on the carpet.

So, after some basic research and some scoping the net for suggestions, I finally settled on a type of computer I wanted.  Then, I went to the store and found a completely different one I ended up buying.

At least I bought it for the right reasons and not because it was pretty.  That was an option.  They come in colours now!  Shiny!

As I was getting things together to make my purchase, the cumputer geek at the store suggested I use their team to transfer my files from my old computer to my new one.  I scoffed at the thought.  I have numerous friends who are computer freaks so I didn't need to pay $100 for someone else to do it.  I figured a cheap supper or something and I would rolling.

Then I opened it up.  It's so pretty!!  And new!!!  It still has that new computer smell -- meaning that I haven't eaten anything near it yet and it doesn't smell like fermented cheese. 

What? I get hungry when I'm working. 

Okay, when I'm playing Tetris on Facebook.  Shut up.

But what I realized when I opened it up was that I did not intend to let it out of my sight.  Not even for the evening it would take for it to be set up.  I could do it myself.  I know I can!  At my office, I'm a computer genius!

The fact that most people in my office were in their late 30s when computers became mainstream is not lost on me.  Big fish in a little pond. 

I got through the initial set up alright.  I followed the directions and went to town.  Finally, I got to the last stage of the process -- transfering files.  With Window EASY Transfer.

Easy, my butt.

Setting it up was easy enough.  I picked all the things I wanted on my new computer.  Things I couldn't live without.  And I started the transfer.  I knew that with the vast amount of things on my computer (ie: every picture ever taken of my family since the begining of time) the transfer would take awhile.  It told me 4 hours. 

Okay, I can handle that.

However, as each moment goes by, the stupid program tacks on another hour.  I'm now at 1 day and 18 hours. 

I want to punch Bill Gates in the throat.  Mind you, I will need to wait until I can access my computer so I can google where he lives.

He's going to be a really surprised 80 year old.