Disappearing Words

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So why does this happen? I want to blame WP, but maybe it’s not. I was writing a blog, and usually I do them in Word and then copy and paste them, but this time I forgot, and was writing it in WP and suddenly the whole page blinks and the blog disappears. I try right-clicking and clicking “undo”. Nope. I use Firefox for my browser, and have Lazarus….but it isn’t there. I went to the file/edit menu and click “undo” but nothing. It’s gone, somewhere into the world, forever…..without a trace, except for the letter K which I typed after it disappeared.

Now, do I feel like writing it all again? No, not really. It was kind of a fun blog, but another time maybe. Not important enough to try to recreate the roll I was on.

My writing has been stifled lately. Some days I can come up with something that seems worthy of spending time writing about, but really the blog has always been about me working out my own shit. But now, too many people read it that know me. It’s no longer anonymous and with the loss of anonymity is the loss of freedom to say exactly what I feel, when I feel it, and be able to expound on it, or realize the error of my ways the next day.

So here I was tonight, kind of on a roll, the words kind of coming easily and not about anything profound but I was happy they were coming.

I’ve been alone most of the day. It was supposed to snow a little but it snowed a lot, so I didn’t go into work, since my street was not plowed until mid-afternoon. Hate to use a vacation day for a snow storm but I guess it is what it is. My son was here, but he’s not really company. He stays in his space doing his thing. Though we came together when we had to clear a foot of snow off the driveway and the snowblower crapped out. Did some serious shoveling of wet heavy snow (which is, I think, why the snowblower crapped out. Probably sheared a pin or something on the snow that quickly became ice inside the snowblower.) Then said son went to work and I’ve been on my own since.

I wanted to make jewelry, but found out I was out of the gauge of wire I needed to do wire wrapping. And I didn’t have sufficient beads to create the kind of beaded necklace I wanted to. So I messed with the Widgets and stuff on my blog site. I talked to a friend who seemed more interested in something else, or just bored and irritated with me, so I let that be. I made myself a nice dinner, I had a couple glasses of wine. Perused Facebook, found a meme I put up here….because it seemed appropriate. It kind of expressed where I was.

Oh I did some productive stuff too…laundry, cleaned up the kitchen, cleaned my glass stove top real well. Made cookies….

But I’m still irritated about the blog that disappeared. I was gonna say, story of my life…stuff comes and then disappears, just when I think I’ve got it going good. But maybe not. Maybe it’s just the blog. Sure hope so.

8 responses to “Disappearing Words

  1. Totally don’t trust WP, so I code all of my posts by hand in a .txt file and then copy and paste the whole thing in HTML. I edit the same thing like that to avoid smashing my laptop or phone against a hard surface. Sometimes, the editor disappears on me but the browser saves my work so I can always recover. As for friends reading, mine, the ones I have invited to read, only pretend to read, so I can talk about them all I want, they will never know what I have said about them. The beauty of having fakey fakey, super shade throwing alphas for friends. I’m in reset mode, though. Be thankful that your friends pay attention to you. I might want to borrow them for the weekend. Ha ha ha xo

  2. I typically copy and paste at random intervals as I type because I’m paranoid my stuff won’t save. Plus I do most of mine on my iPad and I find the app acts up off and on. But why I really wanted to comment was because I also make jewelry. It’s a fun creative outlet that I’v really neglected the past couple of years but I enjoy it. Have even sold some in the past.

      • I started an Etsy store but never accumulated enough supply to sell much through it. My best friend has a thriving shop and she’s been more than willing to throw some of my pieces out there when I have them. I like the freedom of that better. Envious you’ll get to retire soon and spend more time at it!

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