The current site is in its final days, perhaps even its final hours.

For the past nine months we–and especially Gayla, my wife and for the past year our programmer–have been working to apply a new design to the site.

She’s now working out the kinks in the Car Reliability Survey, the programming of which has always been complicated, and which is taking an exponential leap with the redesign (because, well, she’s a much better programmer than I’ll ever be). We’re re-learning (the hard way, but not the hardest way–that would be post-launch) the reasons why I made this or that tweak over the years.

Will the survey emerge okay? Will Gayla? No physical danger, but my code has a way of driving people insane (when they’re not laughing at it).

And then the thought hits me. I’ve been here before. Nervous, largely standing by as a nine-month process reaches a challenging climax.

It’s a bit much like when each of our children was born.