My computers have a history of crapping out around Christmastime. Subversively singular entities, they just know, deep in their hardware, that the best time to strike back against the human intruders is when all repair shops are closed for days at a time.
My current laptop has not yet crapped out entirely, but it is definitely considering the possibilities and rubbing its digital hands together in glee. The A/C plug seems to have loosened or something, so that the connection to electrical sources is tenuous, at best. And with my battery being highly unreliable (it can last 5 hours or it can last 5 minutes, you never know which), I like to keep it plugged in whenever possible. Lately, I pretty much have to press the plug in place with one hand, while pecking away at the keyboard with the other.
However, with the Offspring now safely at home for Christmas (after a harrowing snowstorm run to the airport), screen time will mostly be replaced with face time anyway. And with board game time, and cooking up a storm in the kitchen time, and cookie scarfing time.
As we head into the depths of the longest night of the year, I wish you all warmth and comfort and tranquility. And a rapid return to the light.