So I have ideas above my station and have gone and gotten myself a website. Well actually correction, the husband has gone and gotten me a website. I would actually have no clue about how to do this. This new development in my life makes me think that perhaps I need something else to occupy my time. Like a job. Shudder. How easy it is to settle into life as a lazy, work shy layabout. And the longer I don’t work the more I don’t want to. But you know, perhaps I need something else to fill my time and make use of my brain. The last time I didn’t work for this long I was on summer break… just kidding, I like to wind up my non teaching readers… no seriously this is actually the longest I have had time to myself. Last time I wasn’t working for as long, I was on maternity leave or a career break looking after a small child. I have to say it is bliss with them both at school and not having a job. But I feel massive guilt. Mostly because I can’t be arsed to do any housework or unpacking either so I pretty much having nothing to show for being at home. And actually it is amazing how one can pass the time between 9 am and 3pm while doing bugger all.
So anyway, I am slowly curating and building up my web profile as well as embedding social media. My aim is to increase my click rate while decreasing my bounce rate. The open source platform I am using is WordPress and I am designing content to present a cohesive front end interface and dynamic presence on the World Wide Web. (Do I sound like I know what I’m talking about? No? Well that is because I don’t.) But husband, bless his cottons, has set it all up, so I need to do something with it. My excitement is slightly hindered by the unintuitive, bloody ridiculous, what the actual f* piece of nonsense that is WordPress. We (and when I say we I mean J) have gone for the one that you have to figure out yourself (rather than the easy just click a button and it does it for you version). Apparently it will give me another skill to add to my CV when I figure it out. (Although I don’t really want to be more employable do I?) I could even do a course on it if I wanted. I don’t. I would rather scream expletives at my computer. I find that very cathartic. And so that is precisely what I am doing. And I’m figuring it out. Slowly. Through trial and error. And error. And aaarggh I’m going to throw the laptop out of the window-error. But breathe… I am slowly getting the hang of it. If I could only remember each time how I did the thing last time that I now want to do again, it would be much quicker I’m sure.
It’s still in its infancy, there’s not much on it yet, and I change it every time I work on it but if you are reading this you have found me at cantsitstill.blog
(yes that is an actual website address!).
Feedback and comments welcome (as long as they are nice).