Brain Ache

So, as I now have my book out there on the digital interwebby thing, a friend of mine suggested I go ahead and make myself a website. I asked "what for" and he replied that it would give me more exposure and give me somewhere to keep people updated. I thought this sounded like a reasonable thing to do so I ventured out into the world of website builders (via Google of course) and set about making myself a site that might catch peoples attention. Little did I know the absolute agony that would come with this...perhaps I should explain.

I admit I'm no whizz on computers but I've always thought I could hold my own...that was until today. I tried about ten different site builders before finally finding one that was 'Leanne' friendly. Now call me stupid but the first three I went on kept trying to tell me to add widgets...I thought those were the things in the bottom of beer cans?! Having absolutely no clue what the hell a widget is supposed to be I thought I would do something easy instead...like change the font colour. How hard could that be? Quite hard, as it turns out...

It was at this point that I started getting the dreaded 'twitch.' This 'twitch' can be brought on by a multitude of things...like when my son asks for Coco Pops for breakfast and when I set the bowl down on the table in front of him he turns to me like I'm the devil, has a complete meltdown and tells me he wanted Honey Pops...or when I've just cleaned the whole bathroom, the toilet included and just as I pull that flush to flush away the last remnants of bleach my daughter comes and tells me she needs a poo...I mean seriously, I can't have a clean sparkly toilet for more than ten seconds?!

Anyway, so the 'twitch' had started, and it was beginning to affect my vision, to the point where I spent ten minutes watching what I thought was a nature documentary only to realise it was Peppa Pig, left on by my youngest daughter. In a complete mom strop I closed all the windows down and wailed about my failings for at least a whole five minutes. After five minutes of wailing, the 'twitch' had stopped so I ventured back into the world of the web and stumbled across Wix...and thank goodness I did.

User friendly, which is absolutely what I needed, and I could change all the bits and pieces I wanted to without much trouble and definitely no 'twitching' which I chalk down as an epic victory. Now I have my pretty website, with links that work and only have a slight ache in the brain...less sledge hammer to the skull and more small toffee hammer tapping at the temples.