P.S.

Okay, so what is it with me and computers? Seriously?! Today I was working on some really important stuff, and in the very middle it, the computer I was using just froze. I lost it ALL! Starting from scratch took me a couple of hours. I wasn't very happy about that.

Oh, AND my bookmarks - all gone too. Last week when the green goblin messed everything up, I had lost all bookmarks. By all, I mean all 60+. Yes, these are the ones I use because I can't remember all these websites. It's kinda like "Contacts" in a phone or in email - you have an address book because nobody can possibly remember everyone's information, just like I can't remember every single website I visit pretty often, especially all 40 something blogs. NO, I DO NOT read that many. I just had that many bookmarked because I casually bumped into them here and there and would browse some on occasion.

So I open the portable computer tonight to find that the new list of bookmarks I had started has been stolen by the goblin. This is so getting on my nerves.

It's NOT the User

Apparently I don't know how to use wireless internet. My mom has been going to her office for several hours when she's having an okay day. Today was one of those days. So what I typically do is drop her off, set up her computer, remind her to drink her juice and head off to Bay City (she works about 7 minutes from there). There's this coffee bar in Bay City with free wi-fi, so I go today with business in mind. By business I mean just stuff I have to do...all requiring the internet. I spent about 20 minutes trying to log on without success. So I call my computer tech cousins, and one of them really is amazing with this stuff and can walk people through fixing anything over the phone. Well, I don't know what's wrong with me, but the ridiculous computer wouldn't sign on. Ugh. I even tried the lappy that the green gobblin got to but only to be even more frustrated with the entire thing. Of course, I started blaming it on their system, but it was apparent that their system was fine when a 75 year-old 2 tables beside me could get on the WWW with no problem. So frustrating!

Eventually I decided to quit wasting the luxury of my time and returned to my mom's office. It's better that I'm here. I mean, I feel bad when I 'drop off' my mom and leave anyway. I should be here, you know. What if she starts feeling really bad. Yeah, it only takes me a few minutes to come get here, but still. At least here I can remind her to drink her juice.

So it looks like I'll be heading up to Kansas for the 4th of Jul to see the hubby for at least a couple of days. Yay!

The Green Space Monster

You know that feeling you get when you think you've lost your wallet (or when you actually do lose it)? That's what I get when Nathan says, "I think the computer crashed..." You say, "But Susy, you're a pretty responsible person. I'm sure you have back ups."

Well, you'd think I would have learned that lesson years ago the first time I lost everything. And by everything I mean 3 really important things, or sets of things. I had been working on 2 different projects, manuals to be exact. I had been working on one of them for a good 6+ months, and it was something that I had promised someone. The other one was mainly for my purposes, but both were still pretty important to me. I had put hours of thought and application into these, and in one moment, they were gone. Okay, so maybe I could recapture most of the information and over time re-write them, but what I couldn't ever get back were the pictures I lost.

That was item number 3. But, as I'm sure you've figured out by now, it wasn't just one item. These were hundreds of pictures, hundreds of memories...now gone. This was exactly why I had been so reluctant to go digital. I knew something like this could happen, and it did.

So after that incident you think that I would have started some kind of back up system. Ugh. I can be such the procrastinator. My pictures are gone again, and I can't blame anyone but myself (and that little green guy). Sure, I could call Mr. Gates and find out why in the world his software isn't working. I could ask Nathan what in the world he did (or didn't do) to lose my stuff again. I could even try to blame mr. devil for ...keeping me distracted so that I wouldn't make the time to back up my stuff. But I can't. After the last crazy crash, I should have done something, but I didn't.

So now here I am - no pictures (except the ones in photobucket or the few in my jump drive), no files, nothing. I've recently started using an old portable computer (aka laptop). Note the keyword old. Because it's old and broken (the screen can hardly hold itself up), it runs like the first computer we owned back in 1989. Mr. Portable gets super upset if I try to run more than one program. Oh, and opening more than one tab in Firefox, oh, forget it. He has a cow and refuses to even function most of the time. At least it works, thought, right? Yes. And at least I can connect to write to you folks. But I definitely can't depend on him to store my stuff. I will not do that again. Beginning now I'm storing on a jump drive until I figure out what kind of back up system to use. I just know that this can't happen anymore.

What's the moral of this story? There is none. I just wanted to share about my computer frustrations and remind you to back yours up because you never know when it'll decide to blow.

Oh, and let me just say that I believe there are aliens (yes, I think they're green) running around blowing alien juice into computers and inserting locator microchips into our feet.