I'm Still Here

So my main computer decided it was having a personal crisis and refused to recognize its own hard-drive. It was like the opposite of phantom limb syndrome. But that's where I've been-- agonizing over lost files. But the word on the street street is it can be fixed with a reload and my "guy" (because one always has to have a guy for nasty jobs) can save my files, and I should be getting the Real McCoy back tomorrow. Good thing. I'm not a fan of this laptop action, unless its in conjunction with me writing something fantastic whilst sipping cider at Flying Star.
Anyway, life is pretty good. For you LDS folks out there, I got released this weekend and am no longer the Relief Society President at the Uni Branch. I thought it would be really difficult, but actually it's nice to have a little time to myself. The new callings are temple coordinator and family history specialist, though, and I find that intimidating (at least the latter). But you know me, I'm up for a challenge. Glad I've been working on the family trees for Christmas gifts.
In other news, my NaNoWriMo project has taken a hit, being a little more than computer-less these last few days, but even if I don't finish right on time, I think I'm actually onto something, which is a good feeling. I woke up with a beautiful ending in my head this morning, which is the world's biggest relief, because I can never finish a story. Ta-Da!
Wow. I must be out of blogging practice, because I'm so boring today! Even MY eyes are glazing over as I type this. I'd love to reveal my scintillating plans for world domination, but I think that might jinx the process, so you're just gonna have to trust me on this one.