And now for the latest drama at Eastwood Manor.
Sukie got his iMac back yesterday. While it was in repair he had been working on mine, though under his own user. My machine was not backing up during this time, because there really wasn't enough room on my external drive for both our Time Machines. His files also weren't backing up to the normal off-site web based storage, Sugarsync.
I started moving files from my iMac to his, and somehow got confused in the process. I thought I had duplicate folders and deleted one (I was doing all this over the network). We then realized that I had deleted his latest files on my iMac. I ended up deleting his latest blog, newspaper column and a chapter of a new book!
What my triple back-up redundancy plan never contemplated, was a machine outage and then fat fingered Ian erasing files.
So, there was hysteria and panic all around. At first we thought I had deleted his entire history book, six years worth of work, but then found that we had lost a week of work.
I then had to hunt down a deleted file recovery program, which took 11 hours to run to scan my hard drive for the deleted files. I also had to run it on his iMac, in the hopes that I had fleetingly copied the files there to his machine prior to deleting them off of every hard-drive on the planet. The program cost me $99 which was an expense I was not planning.
We managed to recover some of his work from Sugarsync, and his lost files for the week from the recovery program.
The blog was recovered completely in tact. The book chapter unfortunately only had an older version recovered but only about 4 sentences were lost.
All in all I started on this at noon on Saturday and finished at 6:30 am today.
Everything is now calm and peaceful. This afternoon I am going to get him another external hard-drive as a back-up to the back-up to the back-up. It may seem excessive, but it's worth it as that is all of his work.
In this case my redundancy plan would have been fine, had his iMac not been out of commission for a week.
Though no amount of backing-up will ever compensate for fat fingers.