Hi. I've come to brave the dreaded, kids computer and leave an update since I feel like I left everyone hanging.
My laptop is dead. I went to see the apple technician and when I received the news I stood there in a pastey white silence. "DEAD" was scrawled on masking tape over my hardrive. The years of my treatment and recovery, photos, artwork, everything was in there. I guess I looked as traumatized as I was because he hugged me...twice. I couldn't get my words out and just mumbled that I'd had cancer and my life, my coping mechanism was all on there. I don't think I out and out cried but I may have.
Let's call the technician man AL. Al was in one of those famed basements where the computer geeks carry on their own underground societies. Al's computer cubical/workshop type area was covered in memorabilia of traveling the world, trophies and quirky tourist trinkets. He had a real olive branch from Greece, in a ziploc bag taped up with everything else. Al was an extraordinarily kind man with no apparent societal deficiencies so I'm not sure why they keep him in a basement.
Anyway, he gave me the info for a recovery company who may be able to get some data off...for a price. Data recovery is expensive but well worth it if they can actually save my stuff. Luckily I've been sent a stupidly expensive credit card that I didn't know I applied for. Stupid credit card companies. It's the only way I can pay for it at this point.
Luckily I am in the middle of moving my entire household or else I would be...more out of my mind.
Slight tangent alert and a note for Lynne and Jon. My first order of business in my new house will be to dance around naked. I haven't been able to do that in ages because there is too much people traffic through this house, ARRGH! I'm going to crack open the tunes and strip off the clothes as soon as my kids leave for school. It's been a while so I'll avoid any mirrors.
Life is good.