Day 3 - I'm the Developer, Designer and the Intern

 Last three days tested my patience more than I expected.

I spent hours trying to fix issues that should've been simple - making buttons behave, getting link to lead the right place, making sure people don't get lost when they click 'a button'. Every time I solved one problem, another popped up. It felt like a game of digital whack-a-mole.

I literally fought with my site like it owned me money(plot twist: it does). Every time I thought "this is the final fix", the site looked back at me and said, "Lmao, try again".

Honestly, if i had even a little budget, I'd outsource the dev work and maybe take a nap. But here I am - CEO by dream, front end dev by necessity, and tech support by force. The only intern I can afford is .... me.

At this point, I've fully accepted I'm like Urahara Kisuke, but always fixing things in the background while pretending everything's fine.

There was a moment where I started at the screen thinking, "Why am I even doing this?" But then I saw the hoodie live on the page - the one I spent nights designing, filled with everything I love. That gave me a little push. It made me forget all the cussing I did earlier. That one product page? Felt like I launched a rocket.

The toughest part isn't the designing or even the selling - it's the uncertainty. Doing everything solo, figuring it all out, googling every error like it holds the secret of success. This journey is messy. It's slow. And I have no idea what I'm doing 73% of the time. But it's mine.

Tomorrow? More bug fixes. More stubbornness. Less sleep. Let's go.