My New TV Might Kill Me

My hearing is not quite as good as it used to be. My younger husband points this out in varying ways. On Friday he came into our bed room and said, “do you hear the TV?” It was off so I thought it was a trick question. “Of course I don’t hear the TV.”

My engineer husband said, “ The power supply is clicking. The TV has died.” He knew without trying to turn the thing on.

Sure enough he was right. The TV was dead. It was our first flat screen, so it was old. It also lived in a linen press so it got hot and the back of it never got dusted. Not sure if it was the heat or the dust that got to it, no autopsy was done.

We went to Costco and got a new, bigger TV, which had to be placed on a dresser, so we swapped places with the linen press. It is amazing how cheap TV’s are these days, but what is expensive is the graduate degree I need to get to learn how to use it.

The TV has fire TV installed in it, but we have Apple TV and spectrum. So trying to figure out how to find my channels and change them is next to impossible. Yesterday I stumbled upon ABC, but when it came time for CBS Sunday morning I tried to change the channel. I missed the first 20 minutes of the show because I couldn’t figure it out. I can talk to the TV, but she and I don’t speak the same language.

Russ is on a business trip and I might not have enough time in my day to find my show. Good thing I am busy because Learning how to use another TV might just kill me. The only thing I can do is change the volume, good thing, since according to Russ I am going deaf.