So, two days after setting up an online blog to give me a place to vent about and sort through the chaos that my life has become, my trusty computer went fzzzzzz and died. Yes, it was three years old, but I loved my old Sony Vaio. It was always there for me...until it wasn't. It never got viruses and I just put new super fast memory in it. And, of course, it's not something simple (or relatively inexpensive) like just the hard drive. Nope. It's the hard drive and the fan and a motor of something. Which means not only is the computer dead, but I may or may not be able to restore all the data that was on it. It makes the external hard drive that I put all my music, movies and most of my writing on a solid investment. Luckily, I have a wonderful computer whiz friend who, despite being the bearer of the sad news of my laptop's death, thinks he can recover most if not all of the data from the fried drive. In the meantime, this is the worst possible timing to need a new computer. And yes, I actually have to replace it because I need it for the part time job I do have and to help me continue to search for full time gigs online. Plus, without a computer, I can't take on freelance proofing jobs to earn extra cash. Fortunately, my parents have taken pity on me and have offered to buy me a new computer. I feel bad (ever since I graduated college I've been determined to support myself) but I also know that eventually I'll get back on my feet and then I can make it up to them. But sometimes it feels like my life has become one huge example of Murphy's law and I'm afraid of what's going to go wrong next.
For now at least, all is okay. If it weren't for Christmas, I might lose it, but the season has served its purpose and provided me with cheer and hope. Despite all the mini-catastrophes, I managed to pull off my first Christmas at my home with flying colors. So my spirits have been buoyed. At least until New Year's when I may end up at home alone because all my friends seem to be pairing up and I made the mistake of trying to date a guy who is still in college (though he is older than me) and can't seem to understand real world problems (you know, things like paying rent, car payments and still affording food as funds dwindle because unemployment benefits don't equal full time employment) and now I'm all alone for New Year's Eve. At least I have 6 bottles of champagne.
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