Why?!?!

So, I got my energy back lastnight, enough to do my laundry, clean the kitchen put laundry away and continue on.
At some point last eve the Mr informed me that little H had shut down the comp on him. Oh well, no big deal, we'll just leave it off until we need it right? WRONG!
I was getting ready to head upstairs for the night, and I went ot check my email. I push the button on the hard drive, and it starts it's usual whirring, and then...it starts click & clunking.
Shit.
I had spent about 20 minutes on the phone earlier that eve chatting with my mom, celebrating that I had only 3 days left until Mardi Gras , and I was almost ready to submit all my paperwork. I was nearly finished with my volunteer obligations. WRONG!!
Somehow, H crashed our hard drive lastnight. Our computer is shot. I've lost all of my pictures, all of my PTO files, all of my programs. I'm really upset about the pictures. Really really upset about losing my pictures. There was 8 months worth of pictures (multiply that by a minimum of 300 per month, and a max of 900) on there that I didn't have backed up anyplace.
I count myself lucky that we actually had a spare hard drive in our basement, and Mr was kind enough to bring it up and hook it up for me to get my work done.
What does this mean? Well, thankfully, I uploaded 2 of my PTO spreadsheets to our Raffle Group on Yahoo, so I will only have some updating to do on that, but I'll have to start again on my Bundling Sheet that shows the values of each bundle I have made. I swear I feel like it was something done intentionally. Let's se how stressed we can make amber before her PTO obligations end shall we?? It's a busy week for me, I don't have frickin time for this!!!
Oh my god. I want to cry for my lost pictures, scream and beat something...a wall, anything. I was to groan at the extra PTO work I'll have to do before Friday. I need to focus to bake a cake & cook dinner for D's birthday dinner this eve.
It's just not fucking fair.