My desk is piled high with work. My car is a wreck. I won’t even mention the living room, the bedroom, or *shudder* the kitchen.
So with all this crapola, this karmic schmutz, why am I considering a redesign? Me, Richard. The guy who’s been know to wear the same outfit for a week. The one who goes days without bathing. I mean, my dogs change their look more often than I do. A redesign should be at the bottom of my list.
I’m guessing it all stems from stress. It’s heavy grantwriting time at work, and I’ve got some serious marketing to do, and of course, Mardi Gras is coming up, and with it, many a costume to prepare for the balls and parades. And, and, and…. So, redesigning this website is a great way to focus my energies on a non-threatening, deadline-free task. Or, in common parlance, to waste time. Hey, what can I say? It’s a coping mechanism.
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