I have arrived at a major turning point in my life. But first the context.
For the last couple of months, I have been having a lot of trouble with my laptop. I'll be writing or viewing something, and the laptop will arbitrarily highlight a big chunk of text; sometimes, waiting for my thought processes to catch up, I find that the cursor has jumped to another place in the text and I've written something like: I have been written something like: having a lot of trouble with my laptop. It's not just annoying, it makes me do things like bonk my forehead on the counter.
I've been complaining about it to all kinds of people who are skeptical about it and to Dave who may be skeptical, but never says so, and we finally decided that he should try the keyboard to see if it happens for him. It didn't.
For some reason, I remembered a time when I first used a wireless mouse, and after all kinds of unprecedented screw-ups, took the advice of the frustrated IT guy trying to help me and removed my 30 or so bracelets. I hadn't done this before because they didn't come anywhere near the mouse, or in the present case, the keyboard. They were beneath the desk, kind of snuggled up against my waist. "Mysteries of science", I muttered grumpily while noticing the absolute perfect order in which my computer was working. But since I wasn't fond of the wireless mouse, the whole thing became a non-issue.
So my dilemma: ever since my kids were babies, I've worn upwards of 30 silver bracelets on my right arm---I like the look, I love the sound, and my kids could always find me. As I got older, arthritis pushed me to reduce the number to 10---still lovely to listen to, and perfect for teething grandchildren.
So do I give up my computer or my bracelets? Go for the essential or the beautiful?