I’m absolutely losing my mind.
Gone. Out the window. Never to be seen again.
This morning, I wrote up a pleading post on how I wanted the WordPress Wizards to fashion an Undo Button so that I could recover beautiful nuggets of writing that I keep losing over and over again thanks to an oversensitive touchpad and a bad case of trigger finger.
I have looked for this Undo Button several times, while attempting to restore sometimes entire paragraphs of text that gets accidentally highlighted and deleted thanks to my idiocy.
And this morning, directly after I posted my plea to WordPress, I found it. Right up on the toolbar with a big arrow rotating backwards – the beacon of liberation from moronicness.
Do you have any idea how many times I’ve had to write entire portions of posts over again because I’ve lost them and convinced myself there wasn’t an Undo Button to save me? Can you possibly fathom how many times I’ve searched over that toolbar praying to the blog gods for something to save me and have entirely missed it each and every time?
I’ve written over 250 posts so far this year and each and every time I’ve needed the Undo Button, my eyes and failed me. Why? Because Microsoft Word puts it on the left side of the toolbar and WordPress.com puts it on the right.
I’ve been conditioned to overlook it.
I’m disappointed. First, because it took me quite a long time to draft a worthless post that went straight to the trash. And second, because there are entire half-pages of text in the nether that could have been easily recovered if I weren’t so incredibly challenged.
…If I’m disabled, do you think someone will tell me? Because I’m seriously starting to wonder. Can I get tested? Maybe I can go somewhere and have my brain examined.
Oh my goodness -what if I’m just stupid?! I think I might be stupid and no one ever told me. After all, I can’t trust good marks in school – schools are starting to grade with smiley faces and pictures of animals and comfort words. Maybe they just didn’t want to tell me I was a failure.
But alas, I have discovered the truth. Milk in the cupboard, cereal in the fridge, running into things all the time, and complete forgetfulness of where I am in conversation from time to time.
I just stare straight forward, like a deer.
This is going to take a while to adjust to. After all, I didn’t realize I was afflicted. I saw all the signs, but given the nature of my affliction, I really need someone to just look me in the eye and tell me I’m a moron.
Thank goodness for my trashed post and the enlightenment it gave me. This has truly been a life-changing day.
Oh, and now I don’t have to worry about not having an Undo Button. You know, because it’s been there the entire time.
Man, that’s a lot to digest before noon. ♣