Blogging is hard. Starting (or in this case, restarting) has been harder. There is this constant need for everything to be perfect. The right day, time – gotta make sure I hit the algorithm just right. The right photos, the right title. Everything has to be perfect.
I am not an anxious person (by God’s grace)… but here is where I found myself.
Last night (10/16/23), I was trying to get the security certificate enabled and almost lost my site. I almost (re:almost) welcomed it, as it would be another reason to push this further out. but then of course I would lose so much history. It was ironically comical. With a flick of a toggle. Everything became a 404 error. I had been winging. I had no back-up (careless, I know). I prayed because only God could help me now. At 11:37pm I called the support desk (they close at midnight). I spoke to a woman with an accent. At first, I had little faith, as I thought maybe she would take me through the basic help desk prompts that I knew could not resolve the issue. But after finding my account and listening to me explain the issue and the steps that got me there she said “hold on and let me look into”. I was on hold for maybe 5-10mins and every few mins she would check back in to let me know she was still there. I could hear a young child in the background. This woman was likely a mom, like me. Burning oil and getting the work done. Trying to remain calm as her child had found their way through a door she thought was locked.
A few more moments of silence and she came back to tell me… “the issue was resolved. Check back in 4-8hrs for everything to be online again.” I laughed, I internally rejoiced. I was tired though. sigh.
She asked if I would complete a survey. I said absolutely.
Rated her all 10s and went to bed… This issue was above me now.
It wasn’t until mid morning when I checked on the site with my phone but to God’s glory. Boom! Running up, running and secured!
Back to this moment. Right now, October 17th at 10:44pm. I was working on some other things on the site. Unrelated to actual writing and I found myself dozing off and yet getting distracted by the other bazillion things I need to do. I said to myself, “Self? Who are you deceiving? Go to bed.” I closed my laptop, brushed my teeth and got nestled under the covers. I could not rest.
Throwing off my sheets, I grabbed my laptop and began to type.
It’s exhilarating, allowing the words to flow through my finger tips. Caring but not really that it’s probably full of typos but what’s more important is being obedient to what God has called me to do.
So with this I say a sweet…
Hello. Good nighty and See you soon.
Sleepily,
Mikki
