So, yesterday in the office, I took advantage of some down time to finish writing a story. Things were unusually quiet this week, both at work and with my classes, so I had a rare window for personal stuff. It had been a marathon writing effort. I culled research from over a dozen different sources and spun it all into a narrative in less than 48 hours. Feeling proud of myself, I shut my computer, putting it to sleep, to take care of some work that came in. When I was done, I went back to my computer.
And my computer was dead.
This is a long way of saying that there’s not going to be a meaningful blog post here this week, because everything I’ve been working on for the past week now exists only on a hard drive that is currently cooling its heels at the local Apple store. I’d love to give you the line about how the moral of the story is to back up regularly, but I do. Murphy’s Law trumps a regular backup schedule every time.
Hopefully, this is just the known issue with older MacBook Pro video cards. If so, I shouldn’t lose any data. But I’m dead in the water until it’s fixed. And I’m worried about how I’m going to do my homework this weekend.
Wish me luck.