Crash... Boom.... Bang

Well, it wasn't nearly that dramatic. More like a tic tic tic sound and the flashing folder of doom. If you've been near a Mac when the hard drive has crashed, you'll know what I mean. Last week, our hard drive crashed. And all of Life's little (big) lessons about "seizing the day" (and back up your hard drive) and "you just don't know what ya got till it's gone" (like several months worth of pictures, documents and misc files) and "it's my party and I'll cry if I want to" (that would be the pity party I threw for myself after I realized I hadn't seized the day or backed up the hard drive since fall....) flitted through my brain. It's been interesting. We still have access to the Internet because of an iPad that Jon actually WON several months ago, but it's not as reliable, convenient or as organized as the desktop we worked on for over 6 years. But there has been an element of withdrawal too, which has been unsettlingly uncomfortable from time to time. A bad sign that technology takes up too much space perhaps? I'm not sure how long it'll take before we're restored to full technology mode around here. We've been advised that our dear computer is actually VINTAGE and really not worth repairing (though if it works for me, perhaps it IS worth it??). And it really is stupefying that these gizmos are only built to last 3-5 years (that has north American issues written allllll over it!) Apparently our little machine lasted longer than most! However, it could be worse. We could've never backed up anything at all!!