Ever set out to solve a problem, and before long, you begin to decide that maybe that problem really wasn't so much of a problem as it was an opportunity for "improvement?" Now, your problem has become two or more problems, and you find yourself wishing you had your original problem back.
This happens to me less frequently than it used to, but I still occasionally find myself breaking one of the few rules I have for living: "If it works, don't fix it."
Thursday after work, I decided I'd do what I'd been thinking of doing for a while. I didn't like the internet modem and wireless router in the northwest corner of the living room with a bunch of other electronic stuff and The Great Tangle of Cords. There was nothing really wrong with where the internet stuff was, I just thought I could improve upon this "problem."
Uh-huh. After splicing cables and drilling holes through the outside and inside walls of the house, my modem fell 18" from where I had placed it on a chair and instantly became a worthless plastic box with a useless circuit board inside it. In a word: trash.
First thing the next morning I was spending 60+ dollars for a new modem. Brought it home, connected it, ran the set-up assistant, and failed to establish an internet connection. Called the cable company, spent an hour on the phone trying various troubleshooting techniques. No internet connection. The phone rep scheduled a repair person to come to the house the following afternoon.
Did I mention that I like things that work? As if that wasn't enough, I just noticed that an ember from that fire I'm learning so many lessons from has landed on my keyboard and burned a hole the size of a pencil eraser, half of the hole burned away the top of the Backspace key and half of the hole burned away the bottom of the Pause key. Lovely.
Am I the only one that has a love/hate relationship with all things technical? I'd love to hear your thoughts...
