Aaaaaarrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhhh!

Oh boy, what was I thinking? This past weekend I made the switch from being a PC to a Mac. For awhile I had heard how the Apple line of computers were so much more user friendly and fun when it came to working with photos, websites, and other types of creative programs. A few years ago I received an Ipod from Ed and the boys for my birthday. I instantly fell in love with it. I use it daily--on the treadmill, on long car rides, working outside in my garden, and just in general. Then, in December, Ed switched from a Blackberry to an Iphone and he loves it. Well, with my passion for photos, that I hope to expand into a side business for myself, I was intrigued and decided to make the switch.

Of course, all the snazzy demos and computers set up in the Apple Store didn't hurt. I felt like a kid walking into a candy store. It was cool! I began to envision myself being more productive and creative on my computer. However, it was not an easy decision to switch. In fact, it was very scary. I've spent almost the last 20 years being a PC. When we the left the store with equipment in hand, I said to the salesperson that I think it was less scary leaving the hospital with my first born child. I'm not kidding.

So, yesterday, Ed did some initial set up stuff for me and then let me at it. Wow. I feel instantly stupid. It's like being in a foreign country. New "buzz words", different applications, layouts, and train of thought in general. I'm not saying it's bad, by any stretch of the imagination, just different. Today I'm going for a one-on-on session where I will get some tutoring on any subject I'd like--organizing photos, creating documents, making movies, music, navigating the web, whatever. I'm excited, but annoyed that I feel clueless. I plan on attending the sessions on a regular basis so I can quickly become proficient with my new computer.

Soon I'll be sharing with you the "fruits" of my Apple. Ha, ha, get it? One good thing is that I still have my sense of humor today, as lame as it is. Yesterday by the end of the night, I was crabby and frustrated. Thank you Aunt Mary for sitting around with me for five hours yesterday watching me create nothing!