After Sunday’s outing to look at the new MacBooks, Kristin thought about it for a few days and then last night when she returned from dance one of the first things out of her mouth was “I want to get the MacBook.” I ordered it last night, and it should be here by end of next week.
At that time, we’ll copy all her old files over from the 12-inch Powerbook she’s been using over the last year or so and start looking to sell it. It’s in good shape and we just bought a new power adapter for it. The battery probably could use replacing, as it’s not been holding a charge like it used to, but overall it’s a good little machine.
Once we sell it and the MacBook arrives, we will have no more PPC-based Macs in the house, and we will have one of every Intel-based Mac. It’ll also be an odd moment for me, as I made my imprint on the internet talking about the 12-inch Powerbook. A Powerbook was my first Mac computer. Now they’re all MacBooks. Just a name change… and a processor… but still. Something odd in leaving it behind.
I think I’m starting to understand what my friends mean when they say I have a technolust problem…