Modern Love Week: Wow! It’s Wednesday! Things We Save From The Fire
So last week Amy Robinson from “Tall Drink of Nerd” mentioned that if a fire broke out in her abode, she would grab her kitties and her laptop and rush out the door.
This got me to thinking about two things:
1) In my current pregnant condition, how would I manage to wrangle our cats, who don’t come when called and don’t like to be picked up? I can only hope that I never have to figure this out.
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2) What material things do I love enough to take with me in a fire? I came up with three.
Let me preface this list with a conversation that I had with a friend while in college.
Lanisha (in reference to me using my floor for clothes as most women at Smith used their closets): If you love your shit, you take care of it.
etc (full of anti-materialism fervor): I don’t love my things, Lanisha. They’re just things. I reserve my love for people.
Fast forward, 11 years later, and I do realize that there are at least 3 things in my life that I would be willing to risk third-degree burns for:
1. My Purse: It contains my wallet, which will come in handy when I have to replace all the things I lost in the fire. And it also contains my Kindle, which will keep my mind occupied while I’m in a hotel room, waiting to hear back from our insurance people.
2. My laptop: I didn’t have a laptop (or any money) in college. That’s why I couldn’t fathom loving a material thing enough to take care of it. But like most writer’s, I would risk life and limb to save it from harm.
3. My iPhone: Communication is very important to me, and I’ve become woefully dependent of my iPhone, even though I’ve had it less than a year. Without my iPhone, how would I call all of my family and friends to let them know that I’ve been displace by a fire? Yes, yes, it’s definitely coming with me.
But what about you? What things do you love enough to save from a fire?
you said the P word… is that allowed?
hahaha! yes, all clear. funny story… which i'll tell you IRL on Sunday.
you said the P word… is that allowed?
hahaha! yes, all clear. funny story… which i'll tell you IRL on Sunday.
Outside of my husband, son and dog (and my mom and brother is there were visiting), I would save my rings (wedding, engagement and pushgift) which I take off every night, laptop, blackberry, iPhone and my leather briefbag.
Outside of my husband, son and dog (and my mom and brother is there were visiting), I would save my rings (wedding, engagement and pushgift) which I take off every night, laptop, blackberry, iPhone and my leather briefbag.
Anyone who says they'd save their computer obviously isn't backing up properly. You should have on-site (I have a server for the various computers in our house) and off-site (web-based, or at the least a hard drive somewhere else) backup for anything for which you'd be willing to risk flames. I guess off-site only would suffice in a pinch.
This is a lesson I learned the hard way, more than once. One word to give you an idea of the scope of the horror: Dissertation.
How many catastrophic drive failures does it take for me to learn my lesson? Given that my on-site backup is currently up to date but some aspects of my off-site backup are a few months behind, apparently the answer is more than 3. So, today my answer is that I'd save the cat and the server, but hopefully soon I'll be able to say, "Just the cat."
Go and back up! Back up right now! Gawd, at the very least, email your manuscripts or other priceless work to yourself. And get some kind of photo storage service. Your hard drive WILL fail, unless you happen to drop or retire the computer first.
The smug feeling of having a hard drive fail and being fully backed up is pretty sweet. The feeling of not being backed up is (sometimes literally) like having every day of the past months — or years — lined up and gunned down in front of your eyes.
Anyone who says they'd save their computer obviously isn't backing up properly. You should have on-site (I have a server for the various computers in our house) and off-site (web-based, or at the least a hard drive somewhere else) backup for anything for which you'd be willing to risk flames. I guess off-site only would suffice in a pinch.
This is a lesson I learned the hard way, more than once. One word to give you an idea of the scope of the horror: Dissertation.
How many catastrophic drive failures does it take for me to learn my lesson? Given that my on-site backup is currently up to date but some aspects of my off-site backup are a few months behind, apparently the answer is more than 3. So, today my answer is that I'd save the cat and the server, but hopefully soon I'll be able to say, "Just the cat."
Go and back up! Back up right now! Gawd, at the very least, email your manuscripts or other priceless work to yourself. And get some kind of photo storage service. Your hard drive WILL fail, unless you happen to drop or retire the computer first.
The smug feeling of having a hard drive fail and being fully backed up is pretty sweet. The feeling of not being backed up is (sometimes literally) like having every day of the past months — or years — lined up and gunned down in front of your eyes.