I know this feeling entirely too well:
“Well, maybe I should just try to bluff my way through a back up before anything goes really horribly wrong.”
And then, of course, everything went really horribly wrong.
So yesterday morning, when I couldn’t so much as post a comment here, my heart sank, not that it was all that elevated to begin with I never could get the hang of Thursdays and the first thing I did, once I managed to crawl into the WordPress Dashboard, was to start the backup routine.
Which crapped out at 2 percent complete.
Which crapped out at 3 percent complete.
This was progress of a sort, but I had a feeling I’d see Fiats built in Canada before I got the backup finished.
And then I heard from one of the surfer dudes. There are, as is not unusual with shared hosting, ten users on this particular machine; one of them not I, you may be sure was sucking up ten thousand percent* of the available CPU slices. The offender was dealt with in some unspecified fashion, and things quickly returned to normal.
I still did the backup, though. Just in case.
* More precisely, 10,176. Srsly. I didn’t come near that the day I got 13,000 hits.