I managed to have a big weekend. One of those weekends where you consider going to bed and hiding.
FIRST, I had to get the backup for my laptop because I needed to access some picture. Since we recently moved the office downstairs, it meant that we had moved the Time Capsule (Mac’s magic) down and I should be able to get to everything. I am brilliant. I found the Time Capsule, I hooked it up (with help from my kids because it involved going under my desk), and I waited for magic to happen. And I waited. And waited. And freaking waited.
It never worked.
Time Capsule, you failed me.
Luckily I waited on Pete and the over-cautious dude had backup #2. It worked. It was from Wal-mart.
I am not brilliant, I am a People of Wal-mart.
Then I had to sync ITunes. With the computer backup it confused my IPod Touch. It is probably all my fault. I clicked something at the wrong time. No matter, when I realized something was wrong was about the time I realized everything was gone. Let me repeat that for you. Music. Apps I’ve paid for. Games my kids play. EVERYTHING WAS GONE.
That one caused me to cry.
Dude. Kids Bop made me sob.
It took both of us several hours of everything we could come up with. But we finally got it all back!!
I am writing this post with a piece of tree bark and some lead.
And I promised to never pretend I was smarter than a fifth grader again.