I feel compelled to add a few more thoughts about last night's post on the computer demise. Now, this really isn't the subject matter that I want to put on this blog, but I feel like writing this so I have to humor myself and let the words leave my fingers! Just like those nandina berries last year that I couldn't leave alone.
So, I lost the computer. The pictures weren't an issue, thankfully. But I did loose several e-mails that I hope I don't need. I lost a few contacts; I had never put a lot on the notebook so I didn't suffer too much loss. And I lost my web favorites, probably the hardest thing to re-establish. The documents that I think I had on the hard drive were mostly research related. I also lost all the formatted references I had accumulated in Word. But, what's lost is lost. Like the old saying goes, there' no point in crying over spilt milk.
The lesson I'm getting is that I need to organize information. If I want to rely on digital retrieval, then it has to be in order and stored securely. A process has to be in place. In re-creating some of the information I realized that I need to get a list of logon's and passwords together and store securely, too. I know you aren't supposed to do that, but how else will I remember all of them? What about going back to paper storage, I'm thinking about that as well for a back-up? I know that paper can be lost or destroyed, but is sure seems simple to start putting contacts into the old paper day-planner again.
Final thought: Am I addicted to the computer? Or dependent? Is it a security blanket for me? Is it a convenience? Or just a connection with the world? As I picked up the broken pieces Sunday night I was horrified that I had no access to the cyber world and was almost frantic until I plugged the new one in. The question is: Could I live without it?