When Backing Up Becomes Too Late

Five days ago, I made the following entry in my virtual journal. Not this blog, if you want to know.

The computer is still at the repair shop, the technician not giving any indications of success or otherwise. So far, his hunch is that the hard disk seems to be malfunctioning, but he would have to do further tests to make sure. 

Now I wouldn't mind purchasing a new hard disk as long as he recovers the old files we had saved on one of the partitions - mostly pictures and family videos.

If it's even worth mentioning, before I decided to call in the cavalry, I already suspected there was a problem with the hard disk, so that buying a new one wouldn't give me so much as growing pains. It's an old computer. So yes, it has done the service it was supposed to for the family fair and square, to say the least.

Today, here's what I have to say:

The verdict is out. The hard disk is busted. That would mean the family photos and videos I had saved in there were unrecoverable. Too bad.

Okay, so most of the pictures I already had uploaded to an account I specifically use for photo and video archiving, and the others saved in my portable hard disk drive. Still, there remained some pictures and/or videos I haven't gotten around to either uploading or backing up. Sheesh, that really is just so sad.

Lesson learned, digital media can be unreliable. And for that reason alone, the word "backup" came to be. However, a "backup" is no good until it co-exists with the word "timely."

Honestly, I feel like pulling my hair out.