This week finds me very serious. *____*
I took a picture of the pop-up box that was the entire extent of communication between me & my laptop this week. I tried "Repair" and it worked at it aaaaaaaallllllll day. I was hopeful all day, too.
Then I tried all the other options, which took monumental patience, 'cause this box took about an hour to pop up each time I restarted my computer.
The grand conclusion was my Hard Drive was totally busted beyond retrieving stuff. I should be crying about the pictures lost, but I shared so many of 'em in emails and posts and Facebookin' that I feel challenged, instead, to track down my 2011 and get it back.
You know what I freaked out about? Well... after I realized I could find all my books somewhere, 'cause I missed them all instantly. My writing. After freaking out, which looked a lot like Juliette in Shatter Me freezing immobile while her thoughts flew (only I'm not quite that hot) I realized that very little would have to be rewritten from scratch. (Tentative *phew!*?)
I'm still in a frozen state of "Should I panic now?" I'm not quite ready to relax and say, "All's well", yet. I keep waiting to remember that essential thing that I can't live without that is locked inside that stubborn Hard Drive.
This morning I felt like I needed to post, but my thoughts are obviously much too serious, still, to come up with something cute & witty. For the Splash Into Summer Giveaway, I asked for comments sharing other digital disasters and my heart keeps breaking every time I read one. We trust technology with our treasures, you know? And sometimes it drops the ball.
I've also been thinking about Journaling, which I'm going to blog about soon. For me, it relates closely since I jot down my thoughts all over the place. This is sort of a leap, but it makes sense in my head.
I've had three major Purges in my short life.
This past week counts because it wiped my slate totally clean and I've launched into this Evaluation Mode of What's Most Important, prioritizing my time and cleaning up my storage spaces. (It reminds me of doing taxes, but it's all emotional ties instead of receipts.)
The second major Purge was when thieves broke into our house two years ago and stole my laptop and other irreplaceable treasures. That was much harder than just losing a Hard Drive. It was creepy. Someone had thrown my underwear on the floor, figuratively & literally. I wasn't online as much two years ago, so it was harder to track down missing pictures, too.
The third major Purge was self-inflicted. My mom reminded me of when I threw away all my journals my senior year of high school. I remember that I "sacrificed" my favorite stuffed animal from my childhood and my favorite book, but I'd forgotten about the journals. (I was looking for them the last time I cleaned out the storage!) My goal was to start new and fresh and forget the past, I guess.
It became a bonding thing between my Love & I when we first got together 'cause he dumped his past into the Willamette River. NOT recommended!!
I mean, don't clutter up beautiful rivers, for one, but also... it's not the stuff from the past that clutters a future, it's the choices we make. If I could rewind time, I'd tell both of us to choose something symbolic to represent the New Beginning. *snort* There's plenty of Purging that comes naturally.
Pretty serious thoughts for a Saturday morning, hey?
It was really bad timing for me... or maybe really good? (Definitely "really" something!) 'Cause I feel like I'm lookin' down the barrel of an impossible three weeks. Most of it's personal stuff I'll have to share very figuratively, if at all.
But I can share that our kids both have their "Golden Birthdays" this year. (Is that the right term?!) Trinity is turning 7 on the 7th of June and Dash is turning 13 on the 13th of June. I am looking forward to making this year memorable for them.
Not "memorable" as in "The Year Mom Really FREAKED Out" either!! Lol. Although, I'm not sure how I won't go insane, yet. A gun is not a very good example of how I feel 'cause that just leaves me to dodge bullets really, really fast like Failstate in the book I'm reading.
So, instead, I'm going to imagine I'm at the top of a roller coaster and I found you a video so you can share the experience with me!!
Julien: [as the plane dives] Raise your arms, Maurice! It's more fun when you raise your arms up like this, ah ha ha ha!