technologically challenged.

i started the set up/install of my new tv last night.

{after the bachelor finale, of course}

i don't know what i was thinking.

i KNEW i didn't know what i was doing.

to start, the old box tv weighs like 300 lbs.  don't ask me how i got it off the table and onto the floor.

... or what i'm going to do with it now that it's there.

cords and manuals and boxes, oh my.

i took one look at the tv set up instructions.... glanced around at something that looked familiar to me and stopped at "how to install the batteries into the remote control"

and then i started plugging things in where they'd fit.

poor approach, but for a second, while bent over backwards and lost in the wires, i heard the cake boss spouting sass in his jersey accent....

but then he was gone and replaced with a weak signal message bouncing across the snowy screen.

at midnight, i gave up.

bethanny ever after, the real housewives, and american idol will all go unrecorded until i figure it out. 

which might be never.

i'm at peace with the idea that i have to save for my own retirement and mow my own lawn.... for an undetermined length of of my life.  but this - this technology stuff - is worth a mail order husband.

{preferably one who is willing to untangle the wires and carefully, purposefully, maybe slightly obsessive-compulsively organize them behind the tv console, please.}