The other day, sick of always emailing things to my mother and asking her to print them for me, I purchased a printer.
I bought it at the same time as my Macbook (it was an optional add-on at the Apple site) and I didn't even give it much thought. It was literally like, "Oh, hey. A printer. I oughta get me one of those. $99? Sounds fair." *click. Add to cart.*
Now, because FedEx has the tendency to be dumb, my printer was several days late. During these days, I had time to surmise what my new printer might be like. Damn, I thought. I should have ordered a wireless one. I bet this one isn't wireless.
The next day, I thought, I should really pick up a scanner with my next paycheck so I can scan and get rid of all these old photos.
Imagine my shock (and happiness) when my printer arrives and it is BOTH wireless AND a scanner! Needless to say, I have spent the past three days on task, scanning and uploading all the loose photos I owned. Over 800 photos later, I'm finished! Phew! I didn't realize I was such a photo hoarder. (Still am, but digital format is just so much cleaner.)
Next up, I'm hopefully having Shaun rip some of my old VHS tapes to DVD, and having Mike transcribe some of my old (super embarrassing) writing. After that? Well, my clutter problem might be damn near solved. That'll be pretty sweet.
In other news, my job has me so turned around that I just looked at the clock and realized it's 2 AM. My first thought was not, "Wow, I should sleep." but instead, "No, that can't be right." and I proceeded to check multiple clocks.
Bed now. Maybe.