Saturday Brain Dump

Well, I made the plunge, thanks to my husband, I bought a new Nikon 7200 with two prime lenses.  It’s been so many years since I’ve fostered my love of photography, and my hands are itching to start shooting.  [The battery really needs to hurry up and charge!]  I have this half-cracked idea that I am going to start my own photography business and walk away from the corporate world.  I don’t know if I can do it.  Inside I am anxious and excited and terrified.  I need to remind myself to stop and breathe.  Just pick up the camera and start using it.  Some friends have offered to be my guinea pigs, and I am so thankful.  All I have been telling them is that I am going to be super rusty and not to expect much.

I need to start taking better care of myself.  Between caring for my daughter, husband, full time job, and home … I don’t leave much room for myself.  I am the one that has control over the situation though.  I just need to put together some kind of eating and exercise chart to help motivate myself, otherwise, I will do as I have been doing … coffee (three cups before noon), till I realize I’m starving, then eating something shitty … like a slice of bread.  Then waiting to eat again later at dinner, if I even bother to cook.  I also don’t get enough sleep, and spend entirely too much time sitting on my ass.  This needs to stop.  I do remember to take my antidepressant though!  No one wants the return of sad-sack nonwriterwriting.

Right now I want to do stuff around the house, but I know my daughter is going to wake up from her nap soon and I need to feed her lunch.  I really want to paint the surround of our fireplace, it is this shitty, nasty, forest green that I hate, and it makes the room look so dark and dismal.  I think even a coat of primer would improve the situation immensely.  Again, back to the getting off my ass part.

Okay, that is enough for today.  I am probably going to try to take a shower.  We’ll see if that actually happens or if I end up sitting on the sofa watching HGTV for the next four hours.  (most likely scenario)


First post.

I’m so unimaginative that I can’t even come up with a title.  I don’t know why I created a blog.  Blogging seems so overdone these days.  I am not a writer.  That should be the first thing I point out.  Who am I?  I don’t know.  I can list all of the standard descriptors, but I have always failed when trying to answer the “what can you tell me about yourself” question.  Other questions I’ve failed answering in any coherent manner:

What do you want to be when you grow up?

Are you happy?

What are your goals?

What is your talent(s)?

Do you believe in God?

Do you think you are a good person?

I DON’T KNOW THE ANSWER TO THESE QUESTIONS!  I don’t know if I ever will.

Thank you.