My six foot almost-five inches grandson– bless his heart
The Happiness Engineers
For two months I’ve been attempting to get back to writing in my blog. It’s been a conundrum. I changed passwords over and over and over again. But every time I tried to open my WordPress site to write a new post — I was refused. I almost felt like that little dialogue box and I were at war — I no sooner lifted my hands off the keys then it would shake back and forth. No! No! No!.
Tonight my grandson came to help. He’s one of these ‘dudes’ that can type text with his thumbs without looking — you know that kind. God love him, he’s keeping ahead of the junior high kids he works with at his church (and that’s no easy task.) But even he couldn’t figure out how I’d been locked out of my domain, and couldn’t get back to post.
But then a miracle happened. At 10:32pm I sat down to close my computer, and thought I’d just check my emails for the day. I found a message from the “Happiness Engineer” (that’s what those WordPress geeks call themselves) to say they’d resolved my issue and I could sign in.
I did! And I’m back!
(Those crazy two lines at the top –” my six foot… and Happiness engi…–“? I hit a ‘read more’ tag on top and didn’t know how to get rid of it. You’ll probably get a lot of this from a grandma trying to catch up to her grandkids.)