Holding Out for a Hero
Good afternoon, my Lovelies! It's a bright and beautiful Saturday morning and I am finally getting around to writing my blog for the week. Y'all. I give up. I'm just going to start aiming for Saturday mornings because any other time throughout the week seems to have gotten so busy that it just doesn't happen. So, at least for the time being, you can look for my blogs on the weekends. How are you doing? Did you sleep well? Have you had your coffee? If not, go grab yourself a cup and sit back and relax, prop your feet up and hold on tight.
So, as usual in my frantic, cart before the horse, undiagnosed ADHD, let's do things as completely out of order as possible mind, I have once again taken a leap without thinking about the fact that there was probably a set of stairs that would have made my life much easier. What have I done? Well, I went and bought a website.
That's great, right? I now have a website! Well, not really. You see, I subscribed to a hosting service, bought my domain name, and then went to set up the site and realized...I don't know what I'm doing! I've tried to get it all set up and I can't get things to line up. I can't figure out how to make it pretty. I can't figure out how to make things connect, to link. Ugh!
I want to be able to have this really beautiful site, to be able to send email and newsletters automatically and have them be all pretty and special, and it just isn't working. I have asked quite a few people if they have any idea how to use the program that the website uses and nobody can (or will) help me.
So, here I am, paying for a website that isn't even being used. I do this shit all the time, ya'll. I see something I need/want, and just go for it without thinking about the logistics of what is needed to really make things work. Does anyone else do this? Just me?
Gah! My impulsivity shall be my downfall! So, if anyone knows how, or knows someone who knows how, to use WordPress and would be willing to offer some tips, some advice, or willing to just set things up for me, let me know!
I suppose for now I'll keep on struggling and doing things the hard way. (Insert melodramatic music while I place the back of my hand against my forehead in mock distress.) You would think by now that I would have learned, but it seems that once that behavior is ingrained, it's hard to break the cycle and do things differently.
It is what it is.
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