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When You Become a Grown Up

When You Become a Grown Up

I am sitting on the wet, icy road with a tire jack in my hands, looking for the spot under my car that will bear the weight. I am about to change my tire for the first time, forced into this by necessity. I am 34 years old and I have no idea what I’m doing. But I’m doing it anyways. I have just become an adult.


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Website Wednesday: Start With Why

"I’d like to see more of your work. What’s your website?"

What goes through your head when you hear those words? Pride and excitement? Fear and shame?

I want you to have a website you are proud of. One you like and you can maintain. Starting today, this series will help you get there.

In the weeks to come, we’ll be rebuilding KarlaAdolphe.ca. I invite you to come along for the ride. Read these posts, but follow along, too. Take this opportunity to give your own website an overhaul. We’ll be working with specific tools, but also with general principles that will apply regardless of the tools you choose. 


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