That’ll learn me… learning to back up my work

Normally, I’m very good about keeping track of where I put things that I cannot do without. Like my sunglasses (which protect my eyes from intense sunlight)… my wallet (which holds my connections to regular life)… my daily minder (which holds my clues about what’s supposed to happen next)… my laptop (which goes with me just about everywhere and has a specific place to rest, when I’m home)… and until Saturday, my USB memory stick, which contains a lot of information I’ve been collecting and working on over the past weeks.

On Saturday, I was getting read to go out and about, to run my bunch of errands, and I had my memory stick with me. I thought I might need it while I was out. But at the last minute — and this is the last thing I remember — I thought, no, i’d better leave it at home, and took it out of my pocket. After that, I remember nothing about my memory stick.

I’ve spent the last day looking for it, on and off. I know I was in the house when I took it out of my pocket. I know I was! And I think I was in the kitchen. But I may have been in the dining room. Or the living room. I may have put it down, or put it in a pocket… I cannot for the life of me remember where I put it!

This is distressing for me. I had a lot of good information on there. I can re-assemble it and replace most of it, but that takes time. Anyway, now I know I need to always have a backup — email the documents I find/write to myself, so they’re always on a server somewhere… copy them off the memory stick to my computer… print out copies of what I need… make sure to do something that makes sure I always have more than one copy in more than one place… and be present.

I can’t always remember everything… but I can make sure I have a safety net of sorts to cover my butt.

Dang! That USB drive has got to be around here somewhere!!!

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Author: brokenbrilliant

I am a long-term multiple (mild) Traumatic Brain Injury (mTBI or TBI) survivor who experienced assaults, falls, car accidents, sports-related injuries in the 1960s, '70s, '80s, and '90s. My last mild TBI was in 2004, but it was definitely the worst of the lot. I never received medical treatment for my injuries, some of which were sports injuries (and you have to get back in the game!), but I have been living very successfully with cognitive/behavioral (social, emotional, functional) symptoms and complications since I was a young kid. I’ve done it so well, in fact, that virtually nobody knows that I sustained those injuries… and the folks who do know, haven’t fully realized just how it’s impacted my life. It has impacted my life, however. In serious and debilitating ways. I’m coming out from behind the shields I’ve put up, in hopes of successfully addressing my own (invisible) challenges and helping others to see that sustaining a TBI is not the end of the world, and they can, in fact, live happy, fulfilled, productive lives in spite of it all.

One thought on “That’ll learn me… learning to back up my work”

  1. I can relate to losing stuff. I used to have a problem losing food.

    I would to take food out of the refrigerator – then put it back in the closet, that was next to the refrigerator.

    I stopped doing it after I moved to current place – because refrigerator is now in a corner by itself.

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