Sunday challenged my stress levels. We had our next door neighbors over for dinner on Saturday night. The man is my techie guru. I happened to mention how sticky and unresponsive my old Vista system had become. He reminded me that Vista was always a lousy operating system, and that I had a disc of Windows 7. I’ve resisted updating my operating system even knowing that the new one would solve my problems (or so he has claimed).
The fact is that my laptop is 5 years OLD. Many people have told me to buy an Apple next time. I know I should, but I’m reluctant because I’ve always used Windows and Apples are expensive. In an effort to avoid that expense right now and to avoid proving that I’m an old dog, I decided to upgrade to Windows 7.
I awoke Sunday ready to install the new system and put the disc into my PC. My clock said it was 9:30 a.m. The program advised me to check my system’s compatibility to Windows 7. I write. I’m not a techie. Who am I to ignore advice from Microsoft?
The compatibility assessment advised getting rid of my iTunes program at least temporarily just for the install. It also advised me to get rid of an old antivirus program that I wasn’t aware was still on my system. This has happened to me before—pieces of old programs scattered about my system like junk in an unorganized and overfilled junk drawer. I consider this sloppy work by the antivirus company’s programmers and their lacking makes me disinclined to buy their product again, which my guru told me would be unnecessary because Windows 7 comes with its own security and antivirus software. Ha-ha, I thought, serves you right! Who needs you?
Through my control panel, I removed the programs and then, because I’ve done this before, did a search on my “C” drive and found more files associated with the antivirus program, which I deleted. I reran the Windows 7 installations and it still told me to remove the antivirus program. I went to the antivirus company’s website and found three techniques to remove the old programs. When I saw that they actually had three techniques, my stomach soured. Why wouldn’t one work?
None of them worked. I couldn’t find any files on my system even when I checked the registry and found that the company was unlisted in any drawer. After all my failures and reboots later, my clock said it was 3 p.m. I hadn’t intended to spend the entire day on this project. Other projects called. I picked up the phone and called my guru, who was good enough to come over.
He couldn’t get it to upgrade my system either. At least I didn’t feel incompetent. We reinstalled iTunes and the antivirus program—yes the one, which caused all the problems—because in Vista I needed such a program. And then we ordered more RAM. If I couldn’t upgrade the operating system, the only solutions was to make Vista work better and adding RAM would help.
“They” say that money can’t buy happiness. Maybe it can’t, but maybe it can relieve a lot of stress. Next time, I’ll get the Apple.
What increases your stress level?