I finally found sleep around 3 a.m. the morning and was awake again about 6.30 a.m. I was a little confused, thinking it was Saturday. Thankfully, unlike all the wage earners in Northern Ireland, I was not heading back to work after a long weekend.
I made breakfast, did a little web browsing and then added a few rows to a sleeve for a cardigan/jacket that I am crocheting at the moment.
Feeling a little restless I thought to myself… I need a change. By the time I got to the compose page on my old blog it became:
“I feel like having a face lift. What do you think”?
Well who else would I ask, but my faithful bloggie pals. Sure you are always ready to offer advice.
A quick chat with Elly and we were on the starting blocks.
With over 2,400 posts, in 33 different categories, to be moved, it is rather a tall order. The 30,110 comments may not all survive the journey, so it will take time.
I will let the old blog Grannymar stand for the moment until I relocate all the info I need. The old lady served me well, but alas she is now incompatible with recent plugins to aid with positioning photos and formatting text.
I have spent many tantrum filled hair pulling days trying to sort out one page. Grrr!
Hopefully now we can draw up the chairs and drink a toast to my new home.
Mayo, Where is the Red Top?
Grannymar the old blog, will stand for the moment, though, I may close comments over there.