I'm not sure what happened over the weekend. My virus traps were clean. No strange cookies appeared. My computer wore her security condom like a good girl so no strange Trojans could infiltrate her pathways.
But something happened. I took me a good forty-eight hours to restore everything. The print drives were the biggest hassle.
Thank Goddess! I didn't lose a damn word from any of my current wips!
And this children is why you do backups.
However, the lost time in writing and putting together tax return info was annoying as hell.
Therein lies the problem. Since I've crossed the half-century mark, I'm much more conscious of time. How little I have left. How much I want to do.
It's the same weird feeling I get when I go somewhere for vacation. The first half is all excitement and wonder and fun. Then at the halfway point, I get nostalgic. I try to remember each and every moment, knowing they will be the last ones of that trip.
Damn you computer! Damn you for reminding me of my mortality!
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