Rodents? Nope. I'm talking about those little gadgets that move the cursor around your screen. For those of you that use the touch pad instead, well, maybe next blog we can reconnect. But for those of us still attached to our mice, here we go.
About 3 weeks ago I was walking up a flight of wooden stairs when my computer mouse decided to make a run for it. Apparently, 2 years living with me was unbearable, and it made a jump. Unfortunately for it, I caught up with it, but only after it tumbled head over feet back down the flight of stairs. Since it was wireless it had no safety rope to dangle from and suffered a few sudden stops on the way down the steps. Undaunted, we went back to work. I did notice that occasionally the mouse would freeze as if caught at night on the kitchen floor by a flash light. I would bang it on the desk and get a few more minutes of work from it.
Today I had dealt with this long enough. A new mouse was procured, the old one unceremoniously dumped in the trash, and computer life is good again. I can't believe how long I tolerated that little broken rat. Can't believe how long it tolerated me either.