Now We Find Out

I have managed to lose the entire set of photos from our summer vacation.  I know I made a disk for someone, so they're out there somewhere.  I just don't have them anywhere here.  Not on my miraculous tiny jump drive, not on my computer, not on my camera and not on Mike's computer upstairs.  Likewise I haven't burned myself a copy of them and I didn't transfer them to the portable hard drive where all our other memories reside.  I'm really chapped by this and I've decided it's not so much the memories I've managed to lose.  It's the idea that I CAN'T FIND THEM.  So now we find out just how important that is to me.  Will I a) let it go gracefully knowing that they may turn up if the universe deems it appropriate, b) ask around to see if anyone might have them and then just wait it out, or c) keep digging like a crazed dog for a bone.  Yup.  It'll be C, I'm thinkin'.