I'm not Irish, which is possibly why it seems sometimes I have zero luck.
So, yesterday; Mr. B and I were talking about how, now that the floor issue/tenant issue are resolved, there is nothing for me to fret about. Ha ha, funny.
Today, I clumsily dropped my laptop, or, rather, I carelessly dropped it, whatever. It fell off the counter onto the tile floor.
Crash.
Bang.
Dead as a duck hard drive.
Yeah, it's dead. I called HP, we went through a bunch of diagnostics, goner.
So, thankfully, I backed up my computer yesterday afternoon (I learned my lesson from LAST year when my OTHER computer's hard drive crashed). And, my HP is still under warranty, so, the new hard drive won't cost me anything but time and Mr. B's efforts to install everything, including my backed up files.
Still, it's frustrating. I really sort of panicked; I constantly use my computer and everything on it; files, emails, etc, etc.
THANK GOD I backed it up yesterday! I just had to say that again.
But, I'm mad at myself, because this is my fault.
Good thing we are going on vacation. When I get back, I should have my new hard drive within a few days. And, I'll be up and running on the HP again.
In the meantime, here I am again (just like last summer) borrowing Mr. B's trusty IBM (although trusty is an operative term; it was, after all, MY IBM that crashed last year!)
Ah, joy.
Well, at least now I know what I'll be fretting about for the next few weeks. Thank God it isn't something more serious.
Mrs. B
