And sometimes, it seems, especially so when they are my plans.
The story begins… Tuesday. Last Tuesday.
See, I decided to splurge on a tablet with my Christmas cash. It arrived last Tuesday.
I got an HP Stream 8, and it runs Windows 8, and is technically a miniature computer. With Microsoft Office and everything.
I wanted something with a touchscreen that I could, er, play a few games on (Mahjong… Wordament… Snap Attack… my Xbox username is teaandyarn if anyone really wants to know…), something that I could haul around easily and have all my writing there at the tip of my fingers all the time (hence why I decided on a Windows 8 tablet vs. an Android or iPad thing), and so I wouldn’t have to keep printing grocery lists each week, but could instead sync them between two devices, etc. Though I’m not taking my tablet to the grocery store until I have a case for it. ~shakes fist at Amazon for not shipping the case yet even though it’s supposed to be delivered tomorrow~
(I am really sorry for that insane, rambling sentence above.)
So I get my tablet set up and running, but I’m still using my laptop for all the important computer things. Like, last week… not writing.
On Sunday afternoon, I went over to a friend’s house for a bit, and put my computer to sleep. When I came home, I tried to wake it up, and it did wake up… but very sluggishly. Like, 10 minutes+ sluggish.
So I force it to restart.
And my laptop never booted up again.
For those of you on Facebook, Twitter, and tsū, you’ve seen my ensuing drama pretty much as it happened.
Hubby has a tech friend from his previous job, and he came over last night to look at my computer.
The hard drive is dead.
Very, very, very fortunately, my files are not.
Because if I had lost those… I would have lost everything I’ve worked on for 10+ years. Catalyst. Blood of Trees. The Gyti-will-it-ever-really-get-completely-written-massive-chronicles. Short stories. Everything. But they were able to stick my bad hard drive into hubby’s newly built computer (I had a bigger hard drive than he does on my dinky little laptop, bwahahaha. He’s only got, like 250Gb. I had 750. Hehehee.), and pull all of my files onto his storage drive.
Cause you see… my tablet came with one free year of Office 365, which includes one TB of One Drive storage. It was literally on my to-do list within the first couple of days of this week to back up everything on my laptop. I just haven’t had the space – or the money to buy a back-up storage via cloud or physical storage – until now.
Fortunately, as we speak, my files are being copied from the storage drive into One Drive. I’m not sure how many hours this is going to take, though, considering it’s been nearly one and it’s still on my blog folder. Whee.
So what’s the moral of the story here?
Back up. Somehow, some way, so that even if you’re really, really luck like I was, and you didn’t lose everything, you don’t have to wait hours to keep working on things.
What’s sad? It’s going to cost me more to replace the operating system than it is to replace the hard drive.
The title of this post is actually an (adapted) quote from the poem To a Mouse by Robert Burns, which you can read here.