It is a new day for mydesertlove.com. My first theme died in the middle of the night on March 02, 2015. I had to find an image to suit this subject matter, because I didn’t even get the chance to save any screen images of the very first mydesertlove.com. Here you have a wilting cholla cacti — in the brink of collapsing in on itself. My theme died much more suddenly, without any telltale signs that there was anything wrong . . .
What’s the big deal? Theme #1 was in my life for over a month. We went through a lot together. I learned so much from having it in my life. It felt like my baby after a while. Every night, you look in on it and see if there was anything you could do better. . . What were other websites doing? How could you improve the site to attract followers. So others would acknowledge your “baby” with coos and aah’s.
It was nearly midnight when it happened. I went to retrieve my page after updating some edits and received a white page and a barely decipherable line of script across the top of the page. All I saw was “Error” followed by computer-speak, which I am barely conversational. I kept refreshing. Turned off all the programs and restarted the laptop. . . but there was nothing but this white page and line of black type.
In the midst of this sudden turn of events, my Cottontail started moaning in her sleep. Mommy needed to calm her down. Tuck her in and give her a kiss, but she couldn’t be comforted. She rolled around and kept groaning. “Cottontail, let’s go out to the couch. There is nothing wrong with your legs. You are just restless and need something to distract you, so you can relax and go back to sleep.” I kept it all to myself thinking, “Your problems are not real – my problems on the other hand . . . my website . . . where did it go??!!”
When Cottontail was finally settled back down, I went in search of a help line from WordPress — not to be found. Luckily I purchased the domain from GoDaddy and they had a 24/7 number listed prominently on their site. I was SO grateful – made the call. I had my laptop next the phone, thank goodness, because I was in no state of mind to remember all the passwords/codes/etc that they needed to verify whatever. Customer service was very forthcoming – did not make me feel like an idiot at all. Gave me ready assistance and directed me to GoDaddy Hosting Support. Another voice was professional and ready to acknowledge what I needed, but could no longer have. “I am going to unlink you from this theme and then you will be linked to the default theme. . . ”
There it was the last good-bye. And yet I was not ready to give up. The familiar dashboard – working page for my site – appeared. I had access! All was not lost. The voice at the end of the line was telling me that I could possibly try to upload to this theme at a later date and if it still does not work . . . Well, how about now? Let’s try it. White page with line of black text. Click Back! Click Refresh! Now there are multiple lines of text and “Fatal Error” . . . The voice was fading and telling me to have a good night — “Wait! I’m sorry, I did it, I just tried it and it is telling me that I have an error again. No – a ‘fatal error’ – Sorry, could you unlink me again?”
And he did. “You cannot do that right now. There is something wrong.”
So, I went to bed. I woke up and tweaked the new theme halfheartedly, a little resentfully. I received a couple of notifications from Facebook where a couple of people tried logging in at that inopportune “Error” time. I had to send out replies and posted a sorry if site is a little awkward for now. . .
The kids got up and the milk was bad, so there was a sudden day in town to look forward to. To run errands and not worry about starting all over and having to face how little my memory retains nowadays. We came home late in the night and I could not drag myself out of bed after lulling the little ones to dreamland due to a mind-blowing headache. Website designing for another night. . .
So, in all honestly, Theme #1 was not perfect. I was looking at other websites and I was comparing. I was finding things were wanting. More than that, I was frustrated with quite a few features. Sure, I was not altogether satisfied, but I had not given up. Overall, the layout, content, and design was something I was proud of. So, I did find myself penning this epitaph whilst driving down the unpaved, rocky road back to our ranch.
The funny thing is, now that the site is back up and running and I have settled into a new theme — it feels like a new day. The clouds are clearing and the options for this new theme are actually more suited for what I had in mind. Wow – I did actually retain quite a bit of information. I am unable to verbalize it, but in practice there seems to be awareness. I know stuff! I don’t know all the stuff that I know – but I yes indeedy know stuff! So, that’s certainly a relief. No old dog here. Spring is just around the corner and for this old bird, things are coming up roses.
I think I will end this post with a thoughtful phrase – reminiscent of Aesops Fables . . .
Everything happens for a reason.
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