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.
Friday, July 30, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Oh, joy...
The other night, I was talking to my friend Sansa (Leah) and I realized... not only have I been unemployed for over a year now, but I've been going on at least 4-5 interviews a month, sometimes more, for the past 13 months. That's more than 60 interviews, including some second interviews... and NOTHING. Still no job offers.
That's depressing.
Seriously.
And what do I have to show for these past 13 months of being unemployed?
Nothing.
Well, I've done a little work around the house, but not much. I cleaned out a few boxes of stuff in the garage, but it's still not organized the way I'd like it to be. I've watched a LOT of mindless crap on television, including all episodes of Las Vegas on TNT. I've wasted A LOT of time on Twitter and Facebook... and craigslist, JobDango, and other job websites. I've driven so many miles, answered and made so many phone calls, sent hundreds of e-mails, and had Sam send faxes at his office. I've crafted several items, including magnets, picture frames, and made several baked goods and tasty meals. I've taken several naps, with and without the kitties, and I've been known to sleep in until 2pm. I've planted a garden, picked some blueberries, and watered the flowers. I've washed the cars, gotten my car fixed, and changed my own blinker light and air filter. I've played fetch with my kitties, taken care of the neighborhood kitty, we adopted a bearded dragon (who eats a TON of food!), and taken care of my fishies. I've driven to CA, flown to CA, and gotten married in CA... which I *FINALLY* got a copy of our marriage license, by the way...!
I'm sure I've done a lot more than that, but that's all I can think of right now. Maybe I'll add to my list later. Either way, I feel as though these past 13 months I have been extremely unproductive. I haven't gone back to college, I haven't volunteered, I haven't done as many home improvements as I would have liked to, and, most importantly, I HAVEN'T FOUND A JOB! Ugh.
I think what has been irritating me the most lately... are all these damn cupcake shows on TV. One day, I'd like to own my own cupcake shop. I think it would be AWESOME. I'd get to do something I love to do on a day-to-day basis. I love baking and I love cupcakes; how awesome would that job be?! Anyway, I get so upset with these shows because some of the people on there are younger than I am, but they have their own bakeries. HOW did they afford it?! I mean, did their parents buy the shop for them? It's frustrating... and annoying. I'm going to be 30 next year; I want to be a productive, contributing member of society... I want to make a difference! If I wasn't in the situation I am now, I'd be all over going to a bank and asking for a business loan, but I know that ain't gonna happen... especially not with this economy. This SUCKS. Ugh.
On a side note... I'm playing fetch with Odin and his favorite toy as I type. I love this cat; he makes me laugh... especially when he slips on the hardwood floor while trying to catch his toy as it, too, slides across the floor. :) Grimm, on the other hand, is peacefully sleeping inside the curtain by the sliding glass door. That's his new sleep spot; I'm just glad he's not sleeping on the bathroom rug anymore. hehe...
That's depressing.
Seriously.
And what do I have to show for these past 13 months of being unemployed?
Nothing.
Well, I've done a little work around the house, but not much. I cleaned out a few boxes of stuff in the garage, but it's still not organized the way I'd like it to be. I've watched a LOT of mindless crap on television, including all episodes of Las Vegas on TNT. I've wasted A LOT of time on Twitter and Facebook... and craigslist, JobDango, and other job websites. I've driven so many miles, answered and made so many phone calls, sent hundreds of e-mails, and had Sam send faxes at his office. I've crafted several items, including magnets, picture frames, and made several baked goods and tasty meals. I've taken several naps, with and without the kitties, and I've been known to sleep in until 2pm. I've planted a garden, picked some blueberries, and watered the flowers. I've washed the cars, gotten my car fixed, and changed my own blinker light and air filter. I've played fetch with my kitties, taken care of the neighborhood kitty, we adopted a bearded dragon (who eats a TON of food!), and taken care of my fishies. I've driven to CA, flown to CA, and gotten married in CA... which I *FINALLY* got a copy of our marriage license, by the way...!
I'm sure I've done a lot more than that, but that's all I can think of right now. Maybe I'll add to my list later. Either way, I feel as though these past 13 months I have been extremely unproductive. I haven't gone back to college, I haven't volunteered, I haven't done as many home improvements as I would have liked to, and, most importantly, I HAVEN'T FOUND A JOB! Ugh.
I think what has been irritating me the most lately... are all these damn cupcake shows on TV. One day, I'd like to own my own cupcake shop. I think it would be AWESOME. I'd get to do something I love to do on a day-to-day basis. I love baking and I love cupcakes; how awesome would that job be?! Anyway, I get so upset with these shows because some of the people on there are younger than I am, but they have their own bakeries. HOW did they afford it?! I mean, did their parents buy the shop for them? It's frustrating... and annoying. I'm going to be 30 next year; I want to be a productive, contributing member of society... I want to make a difference! If I wasn't in the situation I am now, I'd be all over going to a bank and asking for a business loan, but I know that ain't gonna happen... especially not with this economy. This SUCKS. Ugh.
On a side note... I'm playing fetch with Odin and his favorite toy as I type. I love this cat; he makes me laugh... especially when he slips on the hardwood floor while trying to catch his toy as it, too, slides across the floor. :) Grimm, on the other hand, is peacefully sleeping inside the curtain by the sliding glass door. That's his new sleep spot; I'm just glad he's not sleeping on the bathroom rug anymore. hehe...
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