The Blog: My Invisible Appendage

Every once in a while, I wonder what my life would be like without a blog. I fantasize about all the extra time I’d have, and the neuroses I’d shed.

I imagine that I’d have more time to do June Cleaver-esque things, like baking cookies, and canning tomatoes, and cleaning toilets. All with a great big smile, of course.

It’s a nice dream.

Barbara Billingsley

Barbara Billingsley (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

But then, it happened.

While doing some routine maintenance, I clicked “update”  on a plug-in and, boom, the screen went blank.

I think I may have screamed.

Frantically, I clicked out of my dashboard and tried to log back in.

“FATAL ERROR,” the screen said.

I tried again.


And again.


And again.


I  shot a frantic text off to my husband. “My blog is dead. I am doomed.”

Then I told Twitter. And Facebook.

Then, and only then, did I think to email the techie friend who had recently help me move the darn thing.

“Hmmm,” he said, looking at the error message I sent him. “That file path doesn’t look right.”

In other words, we had bigger problems. The site wasn’t where it was supposed to be. I couldn’t even access the FTP.

If this were a movie, that’s when I would have fainted.

Instead, I moaned to one of my Facebook groups. And snarled at my (very patient) husband. And mentally wrote all kinds of nasty tweets to the developer of the plug-in.

Then all I could do was wait.

I could have baked something. Or cleaned something. Or hummed a little tune.

But I didn’t.

I paced. And fretted. And cursed the developer some more (quite eloquently).

I thought about all of the mushy, funny, and just plain silly posts I’d written over the years. Posts that were in danger of disappearing forever. And I realized that I most definitely didn’t want to be without a blog.

It’s part of me.

When (with my hubby’s help, and thanks to our techie friend) I was finally able to delete that dastardly, blog-destroying  plug-in, a huge weight lifted off my shoulders.

My baby’s back.

Cue a giant sigh of relief.

My name is Amber, and I am addicted to blogging. But, you know what?  That’s okay.

I ‘d make a really sucky June Cleaver anyway.




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8 Comments on The Blog: My Invisible Appendage

  1. Rebeccah
    August 17, 2012 at 9:09 am (3 years ago)

    Oh I totally get that. Even if I never blogged again, the idea of all the thoughts, memories and feelings I shared there being gone forever makes me honestly want to throw up. I had a minor glitch a while back and literally put my head on my desk and cried – I cannot imagine what I would have done in your place!

    • Amber
      August 17, 2012 at 9:15 am (3 years ago)

      I think if I had started crying, I wouldn’t have been able to stop. In those situations, I always default to anger…it’s slightly easier to function that way.

  2. Jen
    August 17, 2012 at 10:37 am (3 years ago)

    I can’t tell you how much I fear this happening to my blog and that is why I don’t like update anything.

    I am terrified of loosing every thing.

    Glad you got every thing back.

    • Amber
      August 19, 2012 at 12:53 pm (3 years ago)

      The good news is, I figured out how to back up my entire blog in the FTP. It’ll be a long time before I update anything again though.

  3. Alexandra
    August 17, 2012 at 11:58 am (3 years ago)

    Oh, stop!

    thoughts like these make me poop in my pants.

    • Amber
      August 19, 2012 at 12:52 pm (3 years ago)

      I think I may never update my plugins ever again.

  4. Charlotte
    August 17, 2012 at 11:56 pm (3 years ago)

    Oh, thank GOD you were able to have this fixed! It happened to me once too when I updated a plug-in and I nearly fainted. I can’t imagine my life without my blog. I’m glad we don’t have to do that :)

    And what the hell is that anyway? I haven’t updated any of my plug-ins since. I’m too scared!

    • Amber
      August 19, 2012 at 12:51 pm (3 years ago)

      I know, right? And when I researched the problem, tons of other people had experienced the same thing. Why wouldn’t you fix it if you were the developer?


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