The Dog Ate My Blog Post

I didn’t get the whole ‘the dog ate my homework’ excuse jokes that I heard as a kid. Being a homeschooler, I really didn’t understand homework either. But then I got older, figured it out, and realized that it wasn’t as weird of an excuse after all because dogs really do eat stupid things. They’re worse than goats. (Not kidding…my family has owned both goats and dogs. Goats are stupid in all aspects of life…dogs just eat stupid things, like poop and rocks and fly fishing gear.)

So when my blog post disappeared, I thought it was the perfect opportunity to pun on the original joke. Unfortunately we do not have a dog, so that makes it a little less apropos. But still…

OK, I’ll stop. It’s probably not funny to anyone but me anyway, right?

What really happened:

I had my post all typed up. I’d run through it two or three times, tweaked and edited, and finally, hit CTRL+C to copy it. I opened Google Chrome, saw that I had a few blog posts and guideline pages open, and thought, eh, I’ll read through those real quick first. I read through them, decided to send an interview request to a blogger, opened Thunderbird, typed up my email, realized that they might want a blog address I mentioned, went back to Chrome, copy-and-pasted the address…

Yeah, you see what I did wrong there, didn’t you?

Normally copy-and-pasting one thing while forgetting I already had something else copied and ready to paste isn’t a problem. But tonight…ah, tonight, my brain was missing. I copied the blog post out of the Word document I wrote it in, then closed out of the document. Without saving.

Why in the world did I do this?!? I never, EVER close out of a document without first saving it. Ever since I was a teen and thought I’d lost four years of work on one novel because of a computer glitch, I’ve been obsessed with saving my work. Word is set to save in as few-second increments as I could get it. I usually double and trip-check that I’ve saved the latest version of every little thing. I don’t like that sinking, sucking-black-hole feeling in my gut when I think I’ve forgotten to save something. Some of my worst nightmares have been of situations where I’m completely and utterly helpless to save any of my work.

But tonight, I didn’t save. And even though I’m early on my self-imposed deadline of when to get this blog post done, I don’t feel like re-writing the post I lost just yet. My brain is, as I just aptly demonstrated, gone tonight. I think I will finish this bit up as quickly as possible, then go to bed and try to sleep (I’ve been having some impossible insomnia lately…maybe that has to do with my brain being MIA?)

Plus, I thought you guys might get a chuckle out of it.

So, you tell me…do you have a humorous story about forgetting to save something?

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