I’m Starting a Blog!
Hey! I’m starting a blog! A couple of weeks ago, I proudly announced to my techno-genius son, Eric, that I had taken the plunge and purchased a domain to launch my very own website. (I have no idea if that is the correct terminology, but it sounds right to me, so let’s just pretend I know what I’m talking about.) Anyhoo…the conversation went something like this:
Me (chin in the air, beaming with pride): Hey, Eric! I bought my own domain and now missylaneousme is a dot com!
Eric: What are you using to build your site?
Me: My Macbook.
Eric (rolling eyes): No. I mean what platform are you using?
Me: Ummm…Wordpress is a platform, right? Yeah! It’s WordPress! And Blue-something is the host!
Eric: (not looking up from his computer) Could it be Bluehost? You should’ve use Wix. We just built our entire company website with Wix. It’s a lot more user friendly.
Me: Well, every tutorial I read from other bloggers said WordPress is the way to go for a blog, so that’s what I am using. (Chest slightly puffed out at this point and underlining my point with a confident nod of my head.)
Eric: I’m just afraid it might be too complex and frustrate you. You might want to switch.
Me: I can figure it out.
Famous. Last. Words. What I have figured out is that I have no idea what I’m doing! I’ve stayed up till around midnight every night this week just trying to get my SEO program (that’s Search Engine Optimization for all you amateurs) set up. I’ve been watching the 30 minute video tutorial I found on YouTube for about 8 hours now – 20 seconds at a time. Right now, I’m hung up on the “simple” process of verifying my website on the Google Search Console. I’m about 99% certain at this point that I don’t care if my search engines are optimized or not. I just wanna BLOG!!!
So, I’m throwing in the towel. Waving the white flag. Tapping out. Crying, “uncle.” Giving up the ghost. At least for now. My hope is that Eric will feel a little pity for me this weekend and help me finish my set-up. I did, after all, teach him to poop in the potty. He owes me, right?
I think the hardest pill to swallow in this entire ordeal is admitting that I am old enough to remember writing computer programs in MS DOS in high school. Our big class project for my senior year was creating a calendar using symbols, letters and numbers to “draw” a picture. I wish I still had that calendar with my rainbow unicorn made of x’s, /’s, @’s, and $’s! Then I could say, “Who’s the technotard now?!?”