Mother

Two days ago I bought a replacement mother. She was getting old and unreliable. I'd been meaning to do it for months but knowing that it was going to be a lot of work I'd been putting it off. I guess, deep down, there is always the fear of losing something when one upgrades. There were old things she used to do that I'd become used to and was taking for granted. Even with her limited memory and a brain that wasn't really up to taking on some of the new activities, I was still a little reluctant to change. But change was needed. We couldn't keep going the way we were.

My new mother is not yet doing all the things my old one did. There are a few unexpected wrinkles. She throws a major fit every time I try to get her to use the internet and she makes annoying little tutting noises when I'm playing mp3 files. Perhaps it's a motivation issue. Once I find the right drivers I'm sure she'll behave herself.

I haven't yet thrown out my old mother. She's wrapped in an anti-static bag and sitting on the kitchen table for the moment. At least my new one is performing well enough that I don't expect to have to use her again. She's really only of historical interest now - something for the kids to poke at.