My skills are finally benefiting me. This week we will launch a new website at work that I have created as an assignment. I wish it could be super, duper rockin' with flash enabled gadgets and woozits all over but, alas, it will not. We have a web hosting company that uses templates for promotional items that can be customized with your name, logo, etc. The current templates look like web sites created in 1999 using simple html code only and no Javascript. Luckily, the new launch is on a platform that is reminiscent of homestead.com. It is more of a drag and drop and you can embed your own code in objects to circumvent their templates. There is also CSS which allows a full overhaul from the basic setup. I am rather excited since it should give the company an edge. Finally, we will look like we know what we are doing. My boss is stoked and has really been talking it up. You would have thought I just invented the Internet if Al Gore hadn't done it first from they way he is describing it.
The web hosting company is impressed with what I was able to do with the basic membership and has asked if they can use our site as an example of what can be done with the site without purchasing the custom option. Our representative even offered me a job if I want to move to California, which I don't. Yes, I complain about the cold in Montana but there are way too many in SoCal for me to deal with on a daily basis. I like quiet, sparse and predictable. Plus, I am not the best at programming. I just have a knack for figuring out what I want to do and only researching the aspects that are needed to do it.
On the home front this week it has all been about arguing. My 10 year-old is practicing his mediation skills. The arguing has all been about cleaning his bedroom. It is not that bad. It doesn't look like this:
And it wasn't even this bad:
Whatever the case, you would have thought it was a very difficult project due to the arguing and fits that were being had (and that was on both sides because I felt like Mommy Dearest was going to make a second coming due to my frustration level with the whole thing)
Now it is Sunday evening and the job is almost done. Thank goodness. I suppose I will get an 18 hour reprieve until he gets home from school tomorrow and has to pick it up again.....Parenting. Blech!
PS. Neither of the pictures posted above were taken of my home. They were clipped from the internet. I just felt the urge to clarify that.
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