Houston, we have a problem

My hard drive crashed this morning, and I spent the better part of today trying to recover my data. I was quite unsuccessful. Frustration levels rose, but I’m handling it well. Luckily, nothing work related was lost. I’ve got a couple more recovery avenues to investigate, but the prognosis doesn’t look good. I can certainly remember a time when I would have been furious, but I believe I’ve matured since then.

I don’t remember who first said this to me, but you can learn a lot about a person by the way they handle lost luggage. In many ways, lost data is analogous.