All of this waiting for my edits to arrive is driving me crazy. So crazy, in fact, that I have been unable to focus on designing my brand. For years I’ve created logos and websites for other people and I’ve enjoyed my work immensely. Every time it comes down to designing work for my own business, however, it is a teeth-pulling, eye-gouging, mind-numbing, toe-jamming, lip-biting, hair-pulling, no-good-very-bad-day experience. I hate it. I hate that my three passions – writing, sewing, designing – cannot get along and stop fighting for attention in my head. I can’t write about sewing, I can’t design about writing, I can’t sew about designing. OK, that didn’t even make sense. But do you see why I’m so upset with me, myself and I?
So my design-self is stepping down as master chief in this scenario. What do writers do when they want to have a blog designed? They either hire someone, or use a template. Right? Fine. Since my budget (and my pride) has no room in it for hiring help, I am sticking with a template. There’s no shame it. I’m fine. I’m fine with it. People won’t reject me because my website is plain and boring. Right? RIGHT?
Thanks for listening, people. This concludes my dramatic moment for the day.