It has been 120 days since we signed our name more than a dozen times promising to pay a large chunk of dough for our cute little house. It has been 120 days since I’ve had a day off. There are still 16 more days to go before we say goodbye to our basement apartment and spend our first night in our nowhere-near-ready, mostly renovated new home. Steve and I have all but lost our minds and consider every day we don’t kill each other a success.
Why am I telling you this? Because I’ve put it out there that “I strive for excellence in my work and seek to achieve this by being human…” among other things. And these days, I’m feeling a lot less super human and far more just…regular human. I’ve been “doing-it-all” for too long now and I’m finally burning out. I think, perhaps, just maybe, it’s not possible for one human being to work a 9-5 job, plus a growing side job, plus renovate a house without contractors, plus maintain a clean and livable dwelling, plus eat good healthy food, plus sleep, plus be a good wife, friend and family member and still stay sane. Perhaps.
All I really want to do is finish reading the trashy fiction novel I picked up at the airport a couple weeks ago. Something about the completely shallow, dissatisfied and mostly unlikeable characters of One Fifth Avenue sucks me out of my reality and catapults me into a much grandeur scale of unrealistic chaos that makes me smile inside. In between the lines I read that things could be worse and this too shall pass. Unfortunately, the only real reading I’m doing these days is “how to hook up a washer and dryer” and “how to insulate an attic without eaves”. Fascinating.
Oh, it’s not all doom and gloom. I did get to go to Vegas at the beginning of the month. Although, for the duration of my stay, from Sunday to Wednesday, I never stepped out doors. Instead, I spent all day in Summer School learning from some of the best and brightest in the photography industry. I met lots of new friends and took pages of notes…which I haven’t had time to even peek at since I’ve been back. I also got to see my brother, his wife and their beautiful baby girl who came to visit us here in Seattle. Aevlyn has grown so much since I saw her a few months ago! My nephew, Ty, celebrated his third birthday this month too. He is talking so much..so fast…it cracks me up and makes me find new reasons to keep falling in love with him. He has always been my muse and happy maker.
All this is to say, tasks are taking me a bit longer to complete these days and my brain has turned to mush. I’m working feverishly to get back on track and up to speed….at a regular human pace. If I owe you an email, phone call, pictures or some other significant thing that has fallen through the cracks…the check is in the mail…a.k.a. I’m working on it. Promise. In the meantime, enjoy some pretty pictures…
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