The little things
There are times I think that nothing I ever do can be easy, that even the simplest tasks that theoretically should go off without a hitch always hit some snag or another. Then there are times I -know- this is true, and it's all I can do not to tear myself apart or scream myself hoarse, or just break down into tears.
I nearly broke down into tears today. It was perhaps over dramatic of me, but considering I had spent nearly two hours scanning in pictures for a slide show for my parents anniversary party, only to out that out of all of them, only four were working, I think I was almost justified. I vented, I yelled, I gave up for about an hour. Then I came back, adjusted colors and sharpened resolutions, and voila, their wedding pictures are all ready. I still have lots and lots more pictures to go (it's their -fortieth- anniversary, that's a lot of snapshots) but at least those are in.
It was still frustrating as hell, but once I was done I called my parents in, and showed them what I had in slide show mode on the computer, with Louis Armstrong singing "What a Wonderful World" in the background, thanks to finding the song on youtube. My dad thought it was fantastic, and my mom nearly cried. Suddenly, I felt better than I had all day.
It's been a long, frustrating day, and it's not even halfway through the afternoon. But like I said, sometimes the little things make the big frustrations a whole lot better. And I wanted to write this here, to remind me of that when something like this inevitably happens again.
I nearly broke down into tears today. It was perhaps over dramatic of me, but considering I had spent nearly two hours scanning in pictures for a slide show for my parents anniversary party, only to out that out of all of them, only four were working, I think I was almost justified. I vented, I yelled, I gave up for about an hour. Then I came back, adjusted colors and sharpened resolutions, and voila, their wedding pictures are all ready. I still have lots and lots more pictures to go (it's their -fortieth- anniversary, that's a lot of snapshots) but at least those are in.
It was still frustrating as hell, but once I was done I called my parents in, and showed them what I had in slide show mode on the computer, with Louis Armstrong singing "What a Wonderful World" in the background, thanks to finding the song on youtube. My dad thought it was fantastic, and my mom nearly cried. Suddenly, I felt better than I had all day.
It's been a long, frustrating day, and it's not even halfway through the afternoon. But like I said, sometimes the little things make the big frustrations a whole lot better. And I wanted to write this here, to remind me of that when something like this inevitably happens again.