My laptop lease expires at the end of the month, and I determined that it wouldn't make sense for me to buy it out for roughly the same price as a new one. So I've spent the weekend cleaning it off, moving and deleting files, programs, and settings. It's a big task cleaning off a computer. There are hidden files and settings everywhere. Plus, my archive drive is nearly full, and I'm pretty sure that it's mostly with duplicates of music, videos, and pictures I haven't had time to sort through. I could probably free up a few gigabytes if I had the time to organize the files. But every time I try to start sorting, I keep getting sucked down the rabbit hole of memories and ideas that interrupt the task at hand. It's fun and all, but I have to go back to work tomorrow, and before I know it, it'll be time to send the computer back but I won't be ready if I keep this up. So now I'm resisting the urge to organize and instead am backing up whole folders without looking in them and removing installed programs, with all their settings and histories. It's nerve-wracking and sort of bittersweet.
For example, when I removed the desktop background that I've had for a while because I love it so much, I had a moment of panic thinking I hadn't backed the image up. A quick look on the archive drive didn't produce the image, and I spent the next 20 minutes combing through the images on digitalblasphemy.com looking for it. I didn't find it, but I found one I liked a lot. While downloading that image and saving it to my archive drive, I saw the other image safely backed up. Whew! I'm sure I'll have more moments like that, unfortunately.
Even with the knowledge that I'll be buying a new laptop (one with the new Windows 7 operating system that I'm anxious to try out), but I know I'll miss my old machine and even its Vista OS. Ain't it funny how we get attached to things? *sniff sigh*
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