So much to do, so many projects to tackle. Get it all done. Not enough hours in the day. Work. Home. Play. Family.
Wrong order, dumbass.
The effort of it all is mind numbing. All I want to do is to lock myself in a room and soak up book after book. And take a picture every now and again to learn all about my camera. I want to do that, too. But to relax. To get sucked in to the story. That’s pure bliss.
The girls manage that. I have well worn books to prove it.
It should be of no surprise that I have yet to get my tripod. This weekend, this weekend. If I say it enough times it just might come true.
Day 56, never let them see you sweat.