The worst day of my blogging life
I’m going off topic long enough to say I just survived the worst day of my blogging life. It was just a 24-hour period spanning two days, but it felt like a week. It all started when I was doing some general website maintenance. Suddenly my theme disappeared. It was just gone. Then, when I tried to figure out what went wrong, a string of error messages appeared—page after page scrolled out like a rolling spool of toilet tissue.
This ominous-looking text which kept repeating the word “fatal” showed up if anyone clicked on my site or if I tried to log into it. Talk about frustrating! All I could think of was the amount of time I have put into this site, which is nothing short of ridiculous.
I will spare you the gory details, but I want to publicly thank two people. Phillip, my friend and fellow beekeeper in Newfoundland (There are bees in Newfoundland?) provided a steady supply of moral support in the form of e-mails. He said I would be up by the end of the day. I didn’t believe a word of it, but it was nice to hear. Phillip also provided some technical insight via his brother the techie. A special thanks to both these kind people. You can visit Phillip at Mud Songs.org.
I also contacted WordPress.org, Bluehost.com, and BytesForAll.com, the source of my theme. I had been conversing through the forum at BytesForAll with the moderator, known as juggledad. Nothing was working when he suddenly asked for my phone number. I sent it to him, never expecting a call.
But he did call, and in no time he had my site purring like a kitten. In addition, he spent an unbelievable amount of time with me showing me how to customize the theme, giving me pointers on back-ups, plug-ins, and password organization. He instilled in me a degree of software confidence I never had before. All of his help is going to make my site even better and so a very special thanks goes out to juggledad at BytesForAll. I could not have done it without him.
As Phillip wrote to me yesterday, “There are good people in surprising places.” I found a lot of these yesterday, and every single entity I contacted responded with advice. No one ignored me and I am grateful to every single one.
So, with all that said it’s time to get back to the honey bees. While I wasn’t paying attention yesterday, the sun came out and so did hordes of restless, weather-bound bees. More on that in my next post.