Trying to catch up with all of you. I’ve been out of touch because my computer died on Tuesday. I almost threw up. I thought of burying it in the back yard, (I get emotionally attached to my machines) but first I needed to get my vital information out of it. Yes, I had a flash drive, but I hadn’t used it more recently than a few weeks ago, plus it didn’t have my emails on it. Tuesday was a very dark day. I took the two computers—old and new—to North Brain, which is Macintosh Geek Squad and they rescued everything on my old computer.
But, and this is my message for today, my new computer is now hooked up to a time capsule that saves info every hour or so. Pete has tried to explain to me how this happens, but I don’t really care, just so long as it does. Don’t learn the necessity of a good back-up program the way I did.
Much as I am not always happy about how much of my life takes place in front of this computer, when it was no longer there, it left a huge hole.
Glad to be back blogging and hope all of you, if you don’t already have one, get a time capsule for the holiday. I still like hard copy myself.
Finished my last packet–my very last one–this weekend. Inspired by your post I saved, and saved, and saved again. Computer 1, jump drive, computer 2, and back again. Every time I got up from my chair I saved. God forbid we'd have a power failure while I was in the bathroom. Sent Gary 211 pages this morning. That's what he gets for asking.
My husband suffered an epic crash and is still picking up the pieces of his life. We bought an Airport that backs up, because even Time Machine is too laborious for us.
I was robbed my senior year of college and lost four years worth of writing. I still haven't gotten over it. I'm sorry that happened, Mary.
And Debra, congratulations!