Not a Mac
In my previous entry, I made reference to a newcomer in our home office. It has now arrived:
Now that our daughter has started taking piano lessons, we decided that she would need a piano of her own; so now she has one. Not surprisingly, a piano costs about as much as a high-end Mac, which is why our Macquisition will have to wait until later in the year. (I hope this doesn’t get me into too much trouble with UltraBob, who made it very clear that he would only give up Dweezil if he could be sure that it wouldn’t hinder my purchase of a new Mac.)
In making room for the piano, I had to get rid of a lot of things, most of them being things that were once very important to me. In that sense, I felt that I was clearing out my past to make way for her future. Isn’t that the main task of every generation, to make way for the next?
