You guys, you guys, you GUYS!!!
I finally have a functioning television again.
It’s not the PVR I so deeply coveted. In fact, it’s an old receiver that I stole from my mother’s basement. A relic. A dinosaur.
It’s so old that when you go to the Guide, it’s the complete blue screen Guide. No little TV show up in the corner or anything. It’s a complete antique in the satellite dish receiver world. No HD capabilities. No Personal Video Recording abilities. It barely even comes with a remote control.
And yet, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world to have it.
I can watch TV from the comfort of my own home again! I can watch stuff that doesn’t come in DVD format! IT’S SO FRIGGING EXCITING!!!
After Yoga last night, I flicked it on and Jeopardy was on, and I was so flipping thrilled. Over JEOPARDY.
I didn’t even watch Jeopardy in my old life.
Now, I am riveted by it. Riveted, I tell you. Alex Trebec never looked so good!!!!
It’s been a long road for me without a functioning satellite receiver. It had been acting wonky for over a year before completely crapping out several months ago.
And even last night, after I thieved Mom’s receiver, I thought for sure the Satellite Receiver Gods hated me and were determined to never let me watch TV again.
You see, my brother told me if I took that old receiver and hooked it up, I’d be good to go, at least temporarily. And so I did what he told me to, and then I sat patiently waiting for it to acquire a signal. I waited and waited and waited.
Finally, I went to the set-up menu and saw that, once again, it was showing 0% Signal. Zip. Zero. nada. I ran a bunch of diagnostics tests which I didn’t even understand. I went through all the transponders, which I also don’t even understand. And there was absolutely frigging nothing. I was brokenhearted. The satellite repair man told me I had 100% signal a few weeks ago, so why did I now have nothing??? I shut it off, turned it back on, and tried again. And STILL NOTHING.
I was going to cry. Because that’s what I do when things don’t go my way. I meltdown. And I cry.
I took a deep breath, and decided to calmly check the cables one more time to make sure I had them all going in and out of the proper holes.
And that’s when I realized the satellite cable was not the right one. I made the switch, and BOOM! I was in business, baby!!!
I watched the NEWS! I watched JEOPARDY! And I watched SURVIVOR!!!! I felt like I did when we got our very first satellite dish 15 years ago!!
Seriously walking on sunshine here, peeps.
Also, I stole my mom’s extra DVD player because mine is an el cheapo that skips and jumps and acts like a loserface, so I got to also watch an uninterrupted, un-jumpy episode of Dexter. Which also happened to be the first episode of Season 4, which was by far the craziest episode of Dexter I have watched so far. Like, ends in a cliffhanger that you’d normally see in a season finale… not in a season premiere!!!
It was a good night.
Now, this is far from a permanent fix to my dishues. This old dinosaur could crap out on me at any second – I mean, the other one did, and this one is even older. And I no longer trust dish receivers at all.
But for now – until I get the other set-up going – it’ll get me through. I hope. Knock on wood.
Fall TV, and Ottawa Senators hockey… I’m ready for you!!!! :)