Sure, I was thankful for the hubby already during this little exercise, but tonight, he came home from the gym when I called him in a panic because my ancient computer ate my homework.
More specifically, my ancient, evil, spiteful computer ate my 13,739 words (yes, I’m counting) before I started the night’s writing.
Luckily, he found them and they are since backed up. A lot.
As frustrating as this NaNoWriMo project has been so far, when I was faced with losing it all, faced with having to start over, I was scared. I didn’t want to lose the people I’ve created so far. I didn’t want to lose the journey they have started on. I want to see where they end up. Thankfully, my own personal tech support guru has given me back that opportunity.