The Blog is Broken
“A man who carries a cat by the tail learns something he can learn in no other way.”
The blog is broken. There are clicks and clacks, beeps and whistles going off with reckless abandon and I haven’t a freaking clue as to what is setting them off. Â It frustrates me, this not knowing.
I am not the sort of person who sits by and watches as things happen. I like to know how things work. I tinker. I tweak. I pull and I push. I watch and wonder if this thingamabob fits inside this tight doohickey and whether it will make things better or worse.
Smarter men than I Â would ask for help, but I don’t. Nope, not yet. I like to learn by doing. That tinkering is how I teach myself to fix things. It is how I figure out what goes where and why.
My blog is broken. I keep getting error messages. Some of them make sense and others don’t. I activate and deactivate plugins. I ask Doctor Google to provide links to tutorials and read or watch them.
Some of them are helpful and others are just irritating.
It irks me because this blog is my baby. This is my cyberhome and it is not as warm or inviting as I would like it to be. I need to fix the errors. I want to clean up the mess. I don’t have the time to read and review the way that I want to.
That is a problem. The lack of time forces me to make compromises I’d rather not make but that is life. That is how it goes. I need to write. I need to create. I want the words to fly free and thus I throw some junk in the closet. It is not a perfect solution but guests don’t visit the basement.
Time. I just need to find more time. The blog is broken.