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Stuck in a Rut

Fall 007

For the past few months I’ve been in a weird sort of funk with anything creative outside of work. Granted, my day job is fairly creative intensive right now so it makes sense. Usually by the time I get home from work every night I’ve been working my usual eight hour shift on top of my commute which usually equates to about 2 hours total (give or take depending on Washingtonian drivers).

For instance right now on the computer I use to process photography I have about 6,503 pictures. Sure, some of them have been processed but I’d say probably only 1,000 of them can be categorized as such. Thursday I sat myself down and finally processed photos I took at a friends wedding in September while jumping around to other photography events I had (family trip this summer, friends wedding a few weekends ago, the European cruise, etc). I figured out if I attempt to push through one event at once I get burnt out and resentful I took so many photographs.

Also? Remember the European cruise I took August? I’m determined to finish writing about that experience but it’s going to be a whole lot of looking at a calendar and looking back at emails to Mack which I kept a pretty detailed log of what happened that day during the trip for him. Sure, I have 1700 some odd pictures from it but what if I forget some inane event that happened during the cruise?

Heaven forbid!

I guess, perhaps, ultimately what my issue is I’m overwhelming myself with all these projects I want to get done every night. I have a website project Mack and I want to do together, another project here, another project there, and suddenly I feel myself getting stressed out and having to do yoga breathing exercises which I was advised to do months ago.

I also feel bad since I have sorely neglected this blog. I mean, it’s not like I really have readers since I’ve been so bad about updating. I have a notebook with topics scribbled all over the pages but when it comes to sitting down in front of the computer? I get antsy and go do chores around the house. There’s ways I want to better organize the site and stuff I want to develop which perhaps led to me being afraid to actually update here.

What? I’m a web designer. I can’t help it.

That’s why I’m taking deep breaths and setting small goals for myself since I’m tired of putting stuff off. Perhaps it was laying around sick all weekend and being physically unable to do anything which made me realize that baby steps are needed and not to stress myself out about something not being done RIGHT NOW. During the month of November I’m making a lofty goal to blog everyday. I’m going to try and tie up a bunch of loose end posts (like the European cruise) but also keep it simple for the days I just can’t handle writing a lot.

Do any of you have any big (or small) goals for yourself in the month of November?

The Exciting Life of Holding Down the Fort

5:30PM: Arrive home. Get mad that someone took my usual parking spot in front of the house. Say something along the lines of “A-holes stealing my f**king spot! Don’t you know PEOPLE live in those houses?!’ Realize I might have displaced anger management issues in relation to street parking. Steal Mack’s usual spot grudgingly.

5:31PM: Instinctively know to actually unlock the front door although Mack has trained me for months to know the door will be unlocked when he is home. Yes, my boyfriend did a Pavlov experiment on me and after months of training decided to test me by leaving it locked one day. No, I didn’t walk into the door but I did attempt to open it and push (since the door is old). Jerk.

5:32PM: Am greeted by the cats demanding attention. Greet them all by name and am ignored instantly.

5:40PM: Get some grapes and go outside to give the chickens some treats. The Mudbloods (Hestia, Hera, and Demeter) are dubious about me presence while the new chickens are happy to see me. By happy I mean, of course, happy that I have treats. Start to give them grapes.

5:42PM: Start tearing the grapes in half since we have the World’s Laziest Chickens. They remain unimpressed with my offering.

5:50PM: Eat leftovers. Wishes Mack had cell reception so I could text and rub in his face that I’m not eating my usual diet of cereal while he’s out of town.

5:51PM: Although cereal does sound really good. Hmm…

6PM – 7PM: Waste time online doing nothing productive.

7PM – 7:10PM: Decide to color my hair to hide the grey so when I finally get my Washington drivers license tomorrow. The hair coloring is relevant since I have a lot of grey hair in the front right part of my hair. By coloring I feel like I can create the illusion that I am actually my age.

7:11PM: Wonder if the burning on my scalp is natural when coloring your own hair…

7:12PM: Shit, didn’t mean to color my face…

7:13PM: Or the floor….

7:15PM: Am happy I decided to wear black and use black towels for this.

7:17PM: Set timer for 30 minutes and go waste more time surfing the internet.

7:25PM: Mother calls to tell me I was volunteered to make pies for Thanksgiving. Thank her for informing me so no one is disappointed in me for unknowingly dropping the ball.

7:47PM: Color set. Go into bathroom and strip to take a shower. Notice that part of the wall is now colored. Oops.

7:55PM: Shower done and hair combed. Stare into my reflection daring the grey hairs to show themselves.

7:56PM: Shit, there they are… I guess they kind of look red with the dark brown hair? Ha?

8:00PM: Go outside to put the chickens to bed. They, of course, object to this idea and express their opinions by screaming at me. I sternly inform them that we do this song and dance every night and if they don’t want me to touch them they could just go into their damn house themselves.

8:02PM: ‘Screaming! Oh my God don’t pick me up! Squawk! Your touch kills me!! I’m melting!’

8:03PM: Push. Push. SHOVE. ‘Squawk!’

8:05PM: Close the doors and say “Goodnight Ladies” in my best Old Spice voice I can muster

8:10-8:25PM: Waste more time on the computer.

8:27PM: Decide I’m hungry and heat up an English muffin.

8:40PM: Consider going to bed.

8:50PM: Put on music over the stereo and go sit at the computer I process photography at in hopes that it will inspire me to be productive.

9:05PM: Productively write up this list instead and wonder if this could be counted as productive….

Let me catch my breath

Now Married

Late last night Mack and I got back from our trip to Texas for my friends wedding. Lots of stories to come about the weekend (like the whole wedding party almost eating boat deck when a strong wave hit during the ceremony) but in the meantime: get a taste of a Texas wedding!

Old Keys

Sealed with a Kiss

"Lighthouse"

Tying the Knot

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