I was going to write about something personal using the hashtag, #thepersonalside, but I’m not quite ready to tell you about the goings-on husband and I are trying to accomplish. Maybe next week. So, this week I’m using the hashtag, #writerslife. 🙂
I’ve been missing one piece of equipment to finish the rewrite/revision of my very first and only novel.
Because my penmanship has gotten atrocious, I’ve been doing everything on the computer. That way it’s not only printed so it’s legible but a lot of the spelling and grammatical errors can be taking care of with ease. Be that as it may, there’s not that feeling I get when I hold a story in my hands. I’m thinking I need this even if it’s my first draft so I can mark it all up with what I need to change, omit, and add. Sure, I’ll need to deal with my godawful longhand, but I also think I’ll feel the fervor of writing that I miss sometimes with the computer.
Howbeit, printers don’t come cheap. My husband and I are not rich by any means. In fact, we’re rather poor. I wear hand-me-downs and husband wears wear-out jeans for yard work. We make do with one car. Yep, our belts are darn tight. I racked my brain for an answer to this dilemma and I did come up with a possible solution. I bought a Kindle Fire with a gift card I received for my birthday a couple of years ago. I could transfer the manuscript to my Kindle and be able to sit anywhere I want and use the tiny keyboard to make notes. Not as good as having the paper in my hand but not as cumbersome as the PC.
Then, lo and behold, we finally received a refund from the roofing company that didn’t do a good job on our roof. [I am so thankful we found Jon Hoover who did such a wonderful job on replacing our roof.] We hopped into our car and headed over the Staples.
As dinky as this town is, I don’t think it would survive without Staples or another office supply store, especially these days when there seems to be so many who are in business for themselves. Walking through their door, I made a sharp turn to my right only to be redirected by husband to go straight back and to my left. Shows how often I’m at Staples. 😕
A clerk headed us off at the pass saying there was a printer on the closeout table [which is to the right when you first come in]. It was the kind I was looking for that works with toner. [True, it won’t print out a rainbow of colors. All I need is black anyway.] The price was $99. Inside I’m yelling ouch even though we could go higher if we had to. There were a few hitches with this “bargain” though. It didn’t come with a manual, disk, or even the simplest of instructions. There also wasn’t any box for it. The clerk, a paunchy guy who was bald on top, told us we could get the manual online.
I stopped breathing for a moment. I was incontestably uncomfortable going ahead with the purchase. Yet, I couldn’t figure out why. I could only sense it. I looked to my husband to see if he might be having the same gut reaction, but it didn’t look like it.
When we got it home, husband started setting it up on a microwave cart we placed between his computer and mine in our “computer room”. As he worked I paced. Nothing about this printer felt right. Husband found the manual online but it was an image that was too small to read. My stomach was talking to me at that point. I told husband I didn’t think we should have gone for the closeout printer and walked out of the room.
When morning came the following day, husband was agreeing with me. We had two weeks to return it so we were able to wait until Friday after husband got off work. [We try our best to keep life simple.]
Bringing it back to the store, I scanned what I could see of the store, hoping that clerk wasn’t around. A woman, a clerk who has helped me before, motioned us to the counter. This woman knew her way around technology, which gave me a calming sensation. She refunded us the money we spent without any hassle.
Moseying back to find the printers, I saw that other clerk. I whipped around, hoping he wouldn’t say anything and just go about his business. That’s exactly what he did.
We looked at the printers in their normal aisles and found one almost like the one we returned. However, this one had the box with the manual and disk inside along with the printer. To boot, it had a sales tag on it of $99. Come to find out though, that sales tag should have been removed because the item wasn’t on sale anymore. The actual price was $169. Because it wasn’t removed, the clerk sold it to us for the sales price.
I love it when we can make out like bandits. 😛