By: Caroline Wilbert Article courtesy of DivineCaroline
"The laptop isn't working." I could hear my husband’s voice through a deep fog.
Though it was only 10 p.m., I was asleep, worn out from work and holiday shopping. I mumbled something and rolled over. I obviously didn't grasp the seriousness of the situation. Otherwise, I would have started screaming and crying. That came later. While I snoozed, he got out the owner's manual and tried to fix the glitch. The next morning he told me nothing worked. I work from home and had projects due. I already was behind. "How long do you think it will take to get if fixed?" I asked. He shrugged. He suggested I be at the Apple Store when it opened. read more »
