I feel like I’m slowly gaining traction. But I’m not. Then I am. And I sort of need to. The next three weeks are going to full of stress on my body. And it’s ironic. For my pre-Lyme life I could easily pick up in the morning and travel 800 miles to California to do some function with my family, but now I have to spend an entire week getting ready for a trip hardly over a hundred miles only to spend the aftermath feeling like I’m hung over for three days. And here I am thinking I’ve got to stop smoking, I need to get a COVID booster (which will knock me sideways for at least three days), I need to help my mom get her cat back when she moves into the assisted living facility over a hundred miles away, I need to go to a half a week long out of office, office visit in Austin, Texas, and only a few days later be back in Central Oregon for a wedding. And you know what sucks most about all this? The camera show happening in Washington, the one I went to a year or so back and enjoyed so much, is the same day as the wedding. And here I thought this year I’d go up in the convertible and pic up the camera I saw last year that was out of budget.
To quote the line from “A Christmas Story”: Oh Fudge!
But I’m happy with where my photography site is slowly but surely going (despite nobody ever visiting: it’s here by the way: https://PygmieStudios.com). I’m happy that I feel aware and awake enough to think about things I want to blog about (despite never quite being in the right place to do it). I’m happy that I’m taking at least a thousand photographs a week. I’m not happy about never getting laid, but hey, I guess that’s Karma (or more probably the fact that I don’t speak up and/or am not a tall dark and handsome narcissistic sociopath). I’m happy that I keep finding so many fantastic lenses for my new camera at pretty decent rates lately.
I am not happy that tomorrow is Monday.
Obviously I am not 1.8 billion dollars richer today.
Going back to working on my photo site.
Hug yourself.
Aslynn
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