Exhausted and Aggravated

So normally I don't rant on my blog, but today I'm going to.

I'm tired of traveling and at the moment, I really hate my job. I have had one full week off the road since the middle of April and that's ridiculous. My allergies keep me sick and my doctor has said there's not a darn thing he can do unless I stay in one place. Allergy shots are geared for the place you live. He can't immunize me for the entire US.

And if that's not bad enough, I had a serious computer malfunction. Wednesday night I got on a roll and finished my first chapter of the new wip I was working on. Since it's the beginning of the story (and something different that what I normally write), I went back and edited and polished. Did all the research that I need to do on names and some historical data. Anyway, long and short - it was about five hours of research. So before I dozed off, I emailed the chapter to Cindy, one of my cp's. Saved it one last time and went to sleep.

Thursday night I get email back from Cindy on the chapter and I'm confused. Some of the things she's bringing up are things I DID do in the chapter. So I open the chapter to see if I can figure out what she's talking about and all of my work from the night before is gone. I mean, totally and absolutely gone. I did a search on my entire pc for all text files and it's simply not there. Not only that, what I emailed to Cindy didn't have any of the changes either.

Now I save about every two sentences when I'm writing, so I simply don't know what happened. And normally, I would save to flash drive, but I was writing in bed and broke my cardinal rule of backup.

So that's it - I lost a full night's worth of work and I was sick. I really, REALLY loved what I had done and I know I will never get it back the way it was again.

So between the exhuastion and losing my work, I didn't know whether to drink or cry. But ultimately, I was too tired to go get alcohol and too tired to cry so I just sat. A couple of hours later, I rewrote the chapter, redid the research and got back to where I was, but I'm not happy with it yet. And who know, maybe I never will be.

All I know is I really want to board and plane and go home. Even though it will only be for a couple of days.