The hard drives contained everything I’ve ever written, every draft of everything, every everything I’ve ever designed or made digitally, from books I’ve written, unfinished manuscripts of books, all my legal case files since I started practicing law, even all my law school files, even all my undergrad college files and old term papers, articles, everything, all files to courses, all of my client birth charts, written readings, everything, all my archives of research, all my volumes of vacation photos, family photos, oh did I mention everything? Gone.įor those of you who follow the production and release of my work, it seems like I put out a lot of content very quickly, right? Well, I don’t. I don’t know the details of how that happened, but something relating to how wires were connected and how he didn’t unplug something when he should have and then the something-something had a freak accident on its own and that freak accident affected everything. Funny enough, the only thing recovered was… the image file for that Fu talisman for expelling malefic attachments? Seriously?īasically, Hubby scrubbed all my hard drives, not one, but all of them that were connected to the computer, clean. Short summary relevant to this website: what you see highlighted above is all that’s left of all my saved files on the Tinkering Bell video series. The moment I was able to process what he was talking about, I shot up out of bed and screamed “Whaaaaaaat?” so loudly that Hubs later joked he’s surprised none of the neighbors on our street woke up and called the cops. “What do you mean reformatted? Lost what?”
Do you have a back-up? Anything important in those five hard drives of data you had?” “Honey, I reformatted all of your hard drives. Not altogether with it, I think I said something to the effect of: “It couldn’t have been that bad. I messed up really badly…Honey, wake up…” He was going to just surprise me with an awesome fixed computer.Īt around 3 in the morning, Hubs wakes me up. Hubs decided it would be a great idea to fix my computer during the night, after I had gone to sleep (he tends to be a night owl and not a morning person I’m a morning person and go to bed early). First let me back up everything because all the current connected drives contain the sum of my life’s work.” Had I known he was going to do what he was going to do on the date he did it, I would have told him to stop, yes, in part because I’m astrology-superstitious and Asian, but also because I would have said, “Wait, hold on. He bought me a new bigger and better hard drive. Hubby set about helping me resolve this issue. So you may or may not have seen the below tweet from me not too long ago.
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