Okay, I’ve taken the drastic step of changing my WordPress theme. For about 40 minutes, I struggled with those things you struggle with when the cyborg in your computer takes control, but suddenly without me doing anything but a “carriage return” (bahahahaha) the font has changed and all seems to be tenuously well.
The image is a painting on display at the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts. It expresses my feelings for this change entirely. I’m looking down the well at what was, and recoiling at what is, as far as formatting, fonts, and so on.
I’m sorry if this post ends up in the back of your closet as the damp sock you lost track of. I’m going to blame my husband, Greg, even though he has nothing to do with any of this.