I'm convinced that my printer is one. In fact, I'm at the point where I'm about to run to Walmart, buy a can of yellow spray paint, and paint the thing yellow to reflect its lemony fresh goodness. Last night I tried to scan in a sketch to use in Corel Painter, and lo and behold I found that the scanning feature no longer worked. Thinking the problem would be fixed with a reinstall, I uninstalled the print driver and software and then attempted to reinstall it. Big mistake. Partway through the installation, I got an 1933 Fatal Error. For people who've never encountered that lovely little exclamation point, it's what happens when Windows Installer can't modify files that it needs to modify in order to install the software or driver so it rolls back everything that it has just done.Why couldn't the print files be accessed? Apparently, at some point in time, I managed to place my TWAIN and TWUNK files inside this impenetrable force field that neither Superman nor the Geek Squad can penetrate. I don't recall doing it. Maybe I have alternate personalities, and one of them did it. Maybe it was my long lost evil twin. Maybe my dogs snuck out of bed one night, learned how to type, and added this unwanted protection. I don't know. All I do know is that I couldn't install the software to save my life.
I went on the Hewlett Packard website and found directions on how to fix the error. The only problem with those directions were they referred to a different all-in-one printer so the files were named something else. I tossed them to the side and then spent several errors trying other solutions that I found on the Internet. None of them worked so around midnight I returned to the misnamed directions. At that point, I finally thought, "Forget the names. Why don't I just search the disk for something general like TWAIN and TWUNK?"
That worked, up to a point. I found the four files, copied them to the desktop, renamed them to what the directions said to rename them to, and then copied them to my Windows file. My TWAIN problems went away, but the TWUNK problems were still there on my 100th attempt at a reinstall. Consequently, I went back to the Internet, found a tech support site where someone had the same problem and a technician had uploaded two newer versions of the TWUNK files, prayed those files didn't have viruses, downloaded them, scanned them with Avast, and then repeated my previous copy and paste routine. On the 101st try, the install worked. Hallelujah! If I hadn't been so tired, I would have been jumping for joy. Instead, I just crawled into bed.
As for that bed, it's another lemon, or at least the memory foam topper that I have on it is. I bought it a couple of years ago when I was having back pain and couldn't afford a sleep number bed. It has helped significantly. However, it has the little problem called it likes to slide off the left side of the bed. It never slides off all the way. Instead, it slides just enough that I wake up several times a night to make sure my cocker spaniel, who sleeps on that side, hasn't fallen off the bed and broken something.
For those of you who are wondering, I'm not being an over-protective dog mom. Bella actually did slide off the side once and became wedged between the topper and the night stand. She was holding onto the topper by her front toenails and screaming bloody murder. If I hadn't woken up and grabbed her when I did, she could have been seriously hurt.
Lemon or not, the memory foam topper and the mattress beneath are still calling my name today. As sleep deprived as I am, I may just call them right back.
