A Pitfall.
One of the pitfalls of being a one-man-show (one-woman, in this case) is that there’s nobody to tell you when you’re about to do something stupid.
Also, one of the pitfalls of working at home is that you don’t really leave the office behind at any point during your day. It’s right there, beckoning you, whispering: “hey, just check your e-mail . . . just look at the latest Twitter posts . . . maybe work on that project for a little while before bed.”
One of the pitfalls of being a creative type of person is that you’re sometimes besieged with bouts of insomnia.
These three pitfalls do not work well together.
Look at this Web site. It’s nice, right? Not fancy, but it does the job. It’s very functional and pleasant to the eye. Well, did you know that WordPress offers about a thousand themes for free that users can choose from to alter their Web site appearance? I did. And with that many options, it can be even harder to sleep at night.
Worse yet, there are themes available for purchase that do more than just alter a site’s appearance–they add functionality. I spotted one today that offered invoicing and quoting capability right on the site, no external applications needed. Currently I’m using Quickbooks Online for that, and it works well, but . . . the miser in me thought it’d be better to spend $60 once than a monthly fee, and cha-ching, I hit the PayPal button and downloaded my nifty new theme.
It’s very customizeable. I think it might be good, so sometime in the future, the appearance of this site might change. We’ll see.
Trouble is, I started working on it at midnight.
Surprisingly, all did not go smoothly. (That’s sarcasm, by the way, along with a surfeit of adverbs.)
An hour later, I was able to finally get my Web site back to the way it was–or, I should say, the way I remembered it, because somehow the original home page disappeared into oblivion and the buttons delivered me to some long ago version of my site, and it wasn’t pretty.
If you see any bugs, let me know.
Do I have a point? I guess I do. My point is this: I stay up late messing with things. Does that benefit you? I suppose if YOU have a tendency to stay up late messing with things, it means I could be your friend. We could chat and laugh at ourselves together.
I’m going to bed now.
After I check Twitter.