Happiness Engineers

My last foray into the world of blogging, hosting, and frustration! Was a case of me trying to explain in words of one syllable and getting back an explanation of the engineer’s understanding of what I said. The best explanation would be black and white.

I explained that when my site was hosted with GoDaddy everything was wonderful until GoDaddy decided they were only interested in the big bucks. So we moved to host to HostGator and left our domain with GoDaddy with the plans to move it to either WordPress or HostGator.

That was when my emails stopped from y’all when I blogged and you commented on my post. I won’t go into the miserable mess I was and still am in, but let’s say it is smelly!

Yesterday, I discovered that emails were not enabled, so I enabled them and the Happiness Engineer was thrilled that I discovered the fly in the ointment. Right!

So this is a test; will I live in the cyber “Never, Never Land or will the clouds finally be lifted and I will hear your likes to my post?

Only God and little green apples will tell! Normally I get around 200 emails a day from my 450 or so followers. I am so sorry that I haven’t answered or at least “liked” your responses, but alas, I never received your posts back to me.

We will see, time will tell. If I do receive emails Great! If I don’t guess it is another foray with Happiness Engineers and HostGator pointing fingers at each other or at GoDaddy, and saying, “Ain’t my job, it’s their fault!”

Published by Time Traveler of Life

Biography Creating worlds, characters, and wielding power like a madwoman, making my characters happy, sad, angry, and some of them with no redeeming qualities. I probably shouldn’t admit this, but I sometimes laugh out loud when I am writing a scene, and I have been known to cry when one of my favorites has to die. I am a left-handed Gemini, what do you expect? Reading bedtime stories to my two children until they fell asleep or until they just told me to go away, was fun. Making up wild stories for my grandchild, and creating Halloween costumes from Cowboys to a Dragon, was another favorite thing to do. I missed that so much when they were grown, that I started writing. My yearly newsletters frequently were drafted third-person by my Love Birds, Miranda our motorhome, and by Sir Fit the White Knight, our faithful Honda. Throughout the years, some of my creative talents centered around writing letters of complaint expressing my displeasure with services or products. One crucial, at least to my Son, was a note to our local school bus driver petitioning her to allow him back on the bus. He was kicked off for making an obscene gesture at his buddy. I reminded her that it was not directed at her, and that “obscenity can be in the eye of the beholder,” kids use that gesture as a greeting. He rode the bus until he graduated. I loved driving my English teacher crazy. Leaving a “continued next week” at the end of my five handwritten pages required each week. He was one of many people that suggested I “do something about my writing.” I graduated from the School of Hard Knocks at the top of my class. After 30 years, in the trenches as a Real Estate Professional, I have found that truth is stranger than fiction. My books are filled with characters I met in that profession. Their names were changed to protect the guilty. Others were from people we met traveling around the country in Miranda, our Motorhome. I am married nearly 60 years to the love of my life, Shirl, and partner-produced two exceptionally talented children, and one grandchild who is our pride and joy.

7 thoughts on “Happiness Engineers

  1. Wishing you all the very best with this new tangent of website hosting, emails, and websiting in general. Fingers crossed for you my friend.

  2. I am working on the sequel to Spirited One the tentative title is James, but that can change. Happy 4th! Don’t feel much like celebrating becoming a second-class citizen again.

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