Time has finally run out on Mom. It looks like that she will, for the first time in her life, have to buy a computer. She’s been free loading off me and her employers for decades now, but the good times have come to an end. Her latest cast off from my computational empire has died mysteriously (although I, TechnoMaster, managed to retrieve her data). I’ve cut back on my own purchases over the last few years, plus Charles got my last cast off (Corwin’s computer is one we bought specifically for him). I also just upgraded my computer so I wasn’t in the market for buying a new one again and letting Mom have my old one.
At least Mom will be able to shop confidently, knowing that I’m there to second guess her at every step. Because I care.