It was 11:30pm. I’d cried my way through the end of Steel Magnolias and finally managed a semi-decent Monday morning rundown – not the great American novel, but something I’d be willing to put on the web? Eh, okay. It’s getting on toward midnight, my eyes are closing, we’re done.
Except.
Words can’t describe the moment you hit Save and get a screen that says, “Link is no longer active.” Not the shocked confusion, not the furious reloading of the page, not the internal shrieking that slowly gets louder and louder until it blocks all reasoned thought except a single phrase: I HATE WORDPRESS.
No, not most of the time, but eat my post when it’s almost midnight? Yeah, “hate” is a pretty accurate description. Fast forward to cleaning up the lake house, closing it down, packing up the cars, trundling back to town, unpacking the cars, and handling animal stuff and you’ve got a recipe for non-blogging.
Except I’m getting stubborn about posting every day so here we are at 6pm, me throwing my thoughts out there, you stuck reading a post about why I can’t put my original post on the blog. Riveting, I know. Tomorrow will be better.
Unless WP decides to flush that one down the toilet, too.
Knock on wood, that hasn’t happened to me yet, although I’ve been having all kinds of issues with WP lately. Won’t give me a list of likes and comments unless I go in through the old editor, won’t let me comment on or like other bloggers’ posts unless I click through to the actual post, and the worst – every time I insert a photo into a post, all my text disappears temporarily! At least, when I click on save, it does come back. But I’m sure it’s just a matter of time …
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Just waiting on the kinks to get worked out, right?
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“Link is no longer active…” That’s a new one on me. Did WP save a draft for you?
Anytime I’m concerned that WordPress is going to go down on me and lose all my work, I copy-and-paste it into a text document. That way, if it does that, I’ve always got the text. Also, If I’m going to be away from the computer for a while, I hit “save as draft” so I can come back to it.
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So weird, it always saves drafts but none this time. My wifi connection was spotty so I think it had to do with that. Double ugh.
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And add sorry internet service because it wont quit raining.
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UGH.
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WP, Apple and me have issues. I can imagine the look of the Apple Service Team when I tell them that WP are blaming the repeated crashes and fails on Apple and it’s nothing to do with their app. Cleaning up the Lake House sounds so exotic – I am from Yorkshire……
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Yes, I try to remember that washing lake towels might be laundry but it’s still washing LAKE towels so perspective!
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that’s when I use words that would make a sailor blush
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As do we all…
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Holds lit lighter in the air, or cell phone, or whatever is done these days . . . in Solidarity, sista, in Solidarity.
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Kum-ba-ya!!
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Been there sister, held that hammer up to the computer too. SO freaking frustrating.
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Biggest problem with a laptop is the overwhelming temptation to throw it across the room. Ugh.
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Lol, sounds like it’s lucky to still be alive today!
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It is. If it’s smart it’ll tiptoe around and not eat any more of my work!
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There are no words (that I can comment with on a family friendly blog)…
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Agreed.
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Too bad for you.
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It happens, I guess…
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It does. I once recovered my post from the history tab in the settings. Maybe it will work for you?
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Ah, that’s something I haven’t tried! Maybe I’ll work on it tomorrow…great tip!!
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It saved my post. I hope you recover yours.
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That’s when “those” words erupt from my depths.
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Yep yep yep. Had a kid on the couch next to me, though, so they stayed in my head. REALLY LOUD.
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