Be Careful What You Wish For...
You know how I recently posted about how much I hated email, and that because I was feeling sick and depressed I was avoiding it for a while?
So, the last four days our 'net access has been very spotty - right when I was mostly ready to start dealing with things again. Often happens if there's light rain. Heavy rain, no problem. Light rain, you need a Ouija board to get a connection. Still happening now. It meant I couldn't download email properly.
And then I managed to stuff something up!
Probably because I was trying to do stuff on the computer while feeling run down and also dealing with Lex, I managed to delete a directory that I'd marked as having been moved... the one that had all my emails in it.
As you can guess the rest.
I usually triple check these things, but somehow didn't. But that's okay, my computer backs up the important directories to an external drive twice a week. *looks on back up drive* Dum dee dum... hmm... search... hmmm...
Oh, for some reason it was backing up every directory I needed except my email one.
I have older back-ups, but essentially I've lost two years worth of email. Bugger! There goes all my erotic email and pictures from Dame Judi Dench.
So if you've sent me anything vitally important in the last two years, you may wish to resend. To everyone who has sent me stuff in the last few weeks, I have it. Of course it'll be caught up in the other 300+ emails, so it may be a while before I get back to you.
And Judi... RESEND!