I knew this day would eventually come. I thought I had more time. More time to consider my options on a replacement. I admit I looked at new ones at the Apple store a couple times, but I kept putting it off because he was trudging along, even though his pinwheel spun more and more.
But now, it’s happened.
George is dead.
There was an update the other day. So I walked away to let him do his thing. He was supposed to reboot, but when I tried to get him to wake, nothing.
Then I pushed his power button. Still nothing.
Then I tried power cycling the power strip. George just sat there with only a sad, black, blank screen.
So after 6.5 years and two novels, countless documents, resumes, job searches, iphone syncs, web browsing, photo editing, and blogging, I must say goodbye to George.
May you be recycled into numerous fun things.