November 30th, 2019



So, I haven't been around here much in the last few months. I can plead many things -- too many jobs, the fact that I now have a grandson and will drop anything to babysit him if called upon, a "crush" that tethered me to Facebook for a while -- but if I'm honest, the main reason that my absence turned into a virtual defection was something that happened six weeks ago, on Sept. 14th. I was filling out this Friday Five question set, my first in weeks, and enjoying the composition process immensely, when all of a sudden, the un-backed-up draft on which I was working disappeared, irrecoverably, into the ether.

To say I was distraught would be to put it mildly. My time means everything to me, and I had given several hours of a Saturday morning to answering that questionnaire, a music-themed one (my favorite kind). That my work, though utterly frivolous and of value to no one but me (but of value nevertheless -- and, not incidentally, one of my better efforts), could evaporate in a mere second, due undoubtedly to a random, rogue keystroke on my part, felt like evidence of the Problem of Evil.

Step aside, Job: philosophymom lost her Friday Five post.

I tried to reconstruct it. In fact, right now I am staring at a text file, composed the next day, in which I appear to have gotten as far as completing question Three and collecting all the links for the remaining two. But I didn't have the energy (or the time) to finish the task, and so it has sat there on my desktop, blocking me from going on and doing later Fives (because why expend the energy on a question set if it doesn't grab me the way the "lost" one -- again, a musical one of the sort I most enjoy -- did?).

Well, I have decided that if I am ever going to resume anything like the regular use of this journal, not to mention ever do a Friday Five again, I need to roll up my sleeves and complete & post that old post. So that's what I'm doing.

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