Happy Anniversary, Me!

I posted my first blog on April 14, 2021.

If you follow that think, you'll read how it was not actually my first blog, because the first attempt on a different platform never quite made it. Which led to a lot of frustration and cursing and why am I even bothering. Then I started from scratch on Wix and here we are. This isn't a testimonial for Wix. I will not say it's perfect, the best ever, I can't believe I wasted so much time on another site, blah blah. I can't even say it's the exactly perfect match for me, because I only tried two. This worked better for me, obviously, than the first site (and I'm not sure I remember which blog option it was in all honesty).

I've considered moving to another site to get more traffic. But then again I kinda like sitting here quietly in my shadowy corner. I started this to get sh*t out of my head -- not because I think every word is a thing of beautiful sparkling brilliance, but because it was getting awfully messy up in there. I never expected much of an audience and I wouldn't know what to do with a crowd if I had one.

But a little more than zero would be nice.

Which is, I think, Wix's main shortcoming. Even when you pay for an upgrade with your very own site and domain name and other gewgaws and baubles, there still doesn't seem much oomph getting you in search results on the big sites. And that's as much a problem with the web as it is Wix in particular. There's just too many options.

And I'm giving you one more. You're welcome.

And all of this -- finding the right one, even the best isn't perfect, accepting limitations, and just too dangummit many choices -- is what anniversaries are about.

I'm declaring this Anniversary Day!

So to all of my (zero) readers, find something, some anniversary to celebrate today. It doesn't have to be a biggie, and it certainly doesn't have to be typical amount of time. (I cleaned the litter box 64 hours ago! Maybe! My math is suspect. woot!) Acknowledge the lows and highs (I removed sh*t, I removed sh*t). Sending yourself roses and drinking champagne are optional. You know what, do it if it feels right.

p.s. I have something else I plan to post either today or tomorrow that's back to my normal voice. Even I'm surprised by the . . . optimistic? . . . cheery? . . . tone this took. But I stand by my words. I celebrate one years of them, here, in this format, because obviously I started using words before 2021. I'm officially rambling now and it's getting awkward to wrap this up, so, um, bye. Thanks for stopping by.

p.p.s. If you somehow wander into this post first, hi. I should introduce you to Uley and the wee demon.

And just to clarify, Uley is the one in the top pic.