... anger... rage...

My main computer of over 6 years has taken a shit. I am VERY upset. VERY. It had all of my music, pictures, documents, downloads, games, etc. on it... and it's ALL gone. Sure, I had uploaded a few pictures to Photobucket and Facebook, so I have those. Sure, my music is all on my iPod, so I have that too, I guess. I suppose my resume is saved on the e-mails that I've sent to multiple companies, so that's ok. But for the most part, I'm not only out of six years worth of stuff... I'm also out the cash for a new freakin' hard drive. I am SO pissed off right now.

I think what I am mostly mad about, whether or not someone wants to think it's valid, is that nothing was done to prevent all of my stuff from being lost. No regularly scheduled back-ups were done, nothing was copied or saved to other places like it should have been... and there were warning signs of my computer going south a few months ago when the fan on my motherboard/processor didn't want to work properly. At that point, I would have saved everything, backed it all up, and then done what needed to be done. Don't blame it all on me, either... I am *NOT* the computer person in our house... that's the husband's job, both at work and at home.

I'm sure some of you might be thinking, "But Sarah, it's your computer... why didn't you back it up?" Well, where should I back it up to? We have a portable hard drive, but I was under the impression that it was for music ONLY. And not only that, but if I wanted to save music on that hard drive, I had to have it in "proper format," which is why none of my music was saved over there... for fear I'd put something in the wrong format (which is very possible, even with actual written instructions) and get yelled at. So why would I even dare to back up my computer, let alone any files, on there, especially with the high possibility of getting yelled at? No thanks.

Sure, it's not the husband's fault that the computer died. I know that. But I do feel as though he could/should have seen this coming and "prepared" a little better for it. Maybe I should have taken the fan not working as a sign and at least backed up all my pictures on a CD or something... but I didn't... so maybe I'm mad at myself, too. Either way, I'm simply mad as hell and don't exactly know how to vent my anger and frustration... so here's a blog... that I'm typing from "my new computer," the laptop. Thank goodness we bought this, right? haha!





On another note, it seems like everyone I know is either pregnant or popping out a baby. It's insanity, I say! What I do find bothersome, however, is that more and more people I know are being diagnosed with PCOS, which makes it harder to conceive. Not only that, but the ladies I know with PCOS, no matter how mild it may be, seem to be intelligent ladies that genuinely want to have kids... but yet, there are people in this world that have sex ONCE and BOOM! they're pregnant.

It just doesn't seem fair. But as Sue always said... "Life isn't fair and you don't always get what you want." Nothing more true than that... unfortunately.