Inspired
It's raining outside. It's rainy and gloomy and humid and I really want to be home right now working on my sites. Or photos. Or blog posts. Or something other than sitting here and staring at these stupid piles of papers. I was never meant to be a bookkeeper. Hell I hated math in school. It was my least favorite subject and the only subject I ever truly struggled with.
Website Refinery and Ardent Bliss are my current obsessions. In hopes to make them lucrative enough to make it so I can not have to sit here and stare at these stupid piles of papers anymore. It will all just be a stupid little memory. A stupid chapter in my life that will have given me lessons learned and I can just move on.
Have I mentioned how stupid I feel all of this really is?
I feel like I'm bursting at the seams with creativity and inspiration to really start to work on new things. This weekend I get to tag along with the photo guys I spoke about earlier to a wedding. See if second-shooting is really something I might be into. I'm nervous, but more so - excited!
An hour left to go and then I get to go home and sleep. I hope the damn cats let us sleep tonight. I'll throw them in the guest bedroom at the other end of the house and lock them in there.
Ok, maybe not. But I will grumble a lot.
Website Refinery and Ardent Bliss are my current obsessions. In hopes to make them lucrative enough to make it so I can not have to sit here and stare at these stupid piles of papers anymore. It will all just be a stupid little memory. A stupid chapter in my life that will have given me lessons learned and I can just move on.
Have I mentioned how stupid I feel all of this really is?
I feel like I'm bursting at the seams with creativity and inspiration to really start to work on new things. This weekend I get to tag along with the photo guys I spoke about earlier to a wedding. See if second-shooting is really something I might be into. I'm nervous, but more so - excited!
An hour left to go and then I get to go home and sleep. I hope the damn cats let us sleep tonight. I'll throw them in the guest bedroom at the other end of the house and lock them in there.
Ok, maybe not. But I will grumble a lot.