Yup, the laptop started making awful sounds the other night and then it was dead. How sick to my stomach to I feel about it? Very. It wasn't like loosing an appendage, I'm not that dependent on it, but it has become an extra limb, of sorts, and I'm feeling its loss. A lot of pictures are stored on it, I know, I should have been backing up our hard drive. I was waiting for Eric to do it, he's more computer savvy than I am, but he didn't think about that side of things and I did, I just didn't tell him to do it, assumed he could read my mind and just knew that he should. Classic husband/wife non-communication on my part. A lot of photos and family videos will be lost, that's what makes me feel ill. I do have some consolation in that I keep a blog and usually I just post the best photos of the bunch. I've thought of the pioneers again, how did those moms remember their babies? Mostly memories and journals and then a picture or two, those stiff black and white images. I'm still pretty lucky. But I'm going to figure out a backup system. Lesson learned. And don't worry, my 50,000 words of mush novel are safe, backed up on google.
The blog image I've used forever was on the laptop. I've been meaning to redo it anyway, please pardon my dust.