A Girl’s Best Friend is a PC

If it’s possible to have a dysfunctional relationship with a piece of equipment then it’s hands up me. My laptop went on the blink over a month ago (it’s a Fujitsu Lifebook) and while I’ve had my ups and downs with technology in the past I’ve never had a near death experience or had to “do without” – until now.
Kind friends bailed me out with their spares while my lovely went back to the US for repairs. I ended up using a desktop computer kindly loaned by a friend and had to re-learn how to use a monster machine after using my tiny space saving gadget for so long. In fact, I can’t remember a time when I haven’t owned a laptop. But I digress. Since my laptop arrived back yesterday I’ve had to embark on a reacquaintance exercise. My fingers are clumsy on the keyboard; I’ve forgotten how various programmes work; I’m having to learn to save to the internal hard drive and not the external and well…it’s hard work getting to know someone (oops I meant some “thing” of course) all over again.
I guess what’s really going on is I’m recognising that my relationships aren’t always with people and for someone in the “people business” that’s a ridiculous awakening. Maybe I need more of a transitional object – a dog perhaps?