Gatorade

Helen spilled Gatorade on my laptop today. My reflexes were really fast (I saw the cup tipping in slow motion), and I maybe (please please pretty please) prevented it from total ruin, but that remains to be seen.

In the meantime, my laptop is opened, shut down, drying, and I’m on a desktop machine out of the reach of children.

Methinks maybe a laptop with two preschoolers in the house isn’t such a great idea.

IF the laptop survives, I’m thinkin’ I’m going to be transferring everything back over here to the desktop.