So my MIL is in town, she arrived Saturday morning. I was in the kitchen when she got off the bus, making beakfast for the Faery who was in her highcair. Hubs was, apparently, on the laptop in the living room.
Hubs runs out with his umbrella to greet MIL (it was raining). I brought Faery’s breakfast to her, and was greeted (of course) with “No! NONONO!” So I made a fce and took the plate back in the kitchen to eat myself, because I like buttered scones.
Hubby and MIL come in the house, and straight into the kitchen. We drink coffee. We chat. Faery wanders in and out. Princess wanders in and out.
Hubs and MIL are going to take the kids into town so I can work, because I haven’t gotten much done in the last week or so and I’m just about to hit the pre-climax buildup scenes in what I think is the best, tightest work I’ve ever done. So I go upstairs to get clothes for the kiddies and the following words float up after me:
HUBS: What? Why is this…wet?…Oh my god…oh no…
MIL: What’s wrong?
HUBS: I think Faery poured her…oh no, it won’t turn on…her juice all over the laptop…
She sure did!
She poured half a cup of juice–sticky, sugary juice–into our nine-month old laptop. Fried it. It’s gone. They couldn’t restore the hard drive.
We have the superspiffy protection/maintenence plan, so tomorrow it’s going to the superspiffy repair place, where if they can’t fix it they will replace it. Meanwhile we’ve bought a desktop.
Thanks to every holy being, last week I sent my best friend in FL everything I had one my one major WIP, and Friday morning my beloved CP agreed to look at all 40k words of my BIG project (the aforementioned best-ever-writing). So I’d sent that off. So both my major things were backed up.
But what I lost…story ideas synopses deleted scenes 3-5k beginnings of new projects. New edits and additons to some things I backed up ages ago and never re-backed.
All of our digital camera photos of the girls in England–or most of them, anyway, some we’d emailed to people.
All my icons and cookies.
All of our iTunes songs.
Half of my ebooks.
It was not a good weekend.