A couple of months ago I had a crisis that really caused me a great deal of consternation and worry and fretting. As some background I need to add a little history. It was all because my computer was giving me all kinds of fits.
About six years ago I bought a computer. It was a great tool, It had acres and acres of storage space to put music, pictures, data, all kinds of stuff. I went to work trying to fill that empty space and I did a pretty good job of it. I saved pictures of all kinds; family, scenery, things I liked and things I thought were neat, all kinds of things. I am a big music fan so I saved all kinds of music; cowboy, pop, rock n roll, oldies, folk, classical, I had all kinds. It was amazing what I could save on this computer.
The computer that I had before the second one had an 18 gigabyte hard drive and I used to worry about running out of space but I was told several times by my computer expert friend that I should not worry because I had oceans and oceans of space.
I have never been too certain how much area a gigabyte takes up but if 18 of them makes oceans and oceans of space then a gigabyte must be a pretty big area. Then I upgraded to the newer computer and it had 120 gigabytes of storage. That is a whole lot more than 18 gigabytes and that also meant that with the newer computer I could save anything I wanted. If 18 gigabytes was oceans and oceans then 120 gigabytes of space really put me on a roll.