Overload

I am terrible about cleaning out my computers. I keep gigs upon gigs of wedding photos and unedited jpegs. I always intend to delete them or put them on a cd or other storage, but never get around to it. I think part of me thinks it's safest on my hard drive for some unknown crazy reason.

Last week, I decided to defrag my laptop because it was running so slow. While I was starting it, my husband came home and asked what I was doing. When I started to complain about my computer running slow, he looked at my C drive and yelled out, "HOLY MOLY! You're drive is almost full! You are a data hoarder..."

A data hoarder? I thought about it for a minute and then shook my head in agreement.

That's what I was.

He turned and left the room and came back with an external drive. It was the one he had bought me for Christmas three years ago that I never touched. He plugged it into my computer and said, "See? It's easy to use. Just drag the files to this and delete them off your computer."

I started to go through my files and deleted ones I really didn't need and copied the rest to this drive. I fell in love immediately. I could have the best of both worlds. I didn't need to totally get rid of all my treasured images and have a computer that didn't whine for power.

My husband came back over to me and my happy laptop and noticed how much fun I was having. He casually mentioned that there were external hard drives that were even bigger than the one I had.

OMG.

I looked at him and just said, "I know what you are getting me for Christmas-and I'll use it this time..."