I spent many hours yesterday working on a birthday gift for the greatest nephew in the world, whose first birthday is next week. I've known what I've wanted to do for him for months, but just recently got my butt in gear to finally create it. Sorry for being so vague, but Peyton's mom sometimes reads him the blog as a bedtime story and I don't want to give away the surprise.
Anyway, this gift involved some serious time on a Website that, late last night as I tried to order the gift, refused to work. And I just knew the thing I had spent so much time on would not get ordered and would not be saved and I would have to do the whole thing over again. But-- and here's the part where I kick fate in the crotch and run away gleefully-- I figured out how to take a series of screenshots of my work.
So, yes, I will have to spend some time later today or sometime tomorrow recreating my work. But-- and this is the only thing keeping me from laying down and crying right now-- at least it will just be a matter of copying the screenshots and not starting over from scratch. At least there's that. I'm counting it as a victory.