Can Do It
Tuesday. To bed before ten again, up with the alarm. Thought about going back to sleep, but up to speed then soon enough, out the door and now back from breakfast. The sky is overcast, as it was yesterday, they're saying more than some chance of rain, but so far, so good. We'll see.
More work on the photographs, getting them ready for posting, we're done with the pictures themselves, but still need to finish the thumbnails and the coding. This will take the rest of the morning, but they will be done and posted today. Hey. One way or another.
Later. A nap for about an hour, definitely something I wanted to do, no problem zoning out. My, my. Up with another session on the photographs and then a walk over to the lake with the long lens figuring I'd get away from the computer and see if I might stumble across the goslings. Feeling a bit rocky, the sinuses aching in a novel and new way, feeling not unlike a deer wandering out in the open in mountain lion territory. The description isn't accurate, but I was not altogether, well, comfortable.
Back to the apartment to continue with the photographs. Five sections, over a hundred photographs, some few good, the rest OK. Well, by my lights. My usual “they're all crap” reaction after a photo session. Still, it does make you think. I've been photographing parades and such in the same way now for quite a while. Not good to get stuck in a rut. So, some thought on how I might approach them differently, grow rather than stagnate (sinuses or no sinuses).
Mid-afternoon, the sections are posted, the weather out there is nice and I'm hungry. What for lunch?
Later still. The sinuses are still doing whatever it was they were doing this morning, disorienting as you're walking. They've not acted this way before as I don't quite remember this odd, almost off balance feeling. No interest in going outside in this condition, rather hope it doesn't become common. Is this what people with sinus conditions put up with? Who knows from the descriptions? I have no idea if this is related to anything other than that damned operation I had so long ago.
Evening. Guitar and a Maigret I haven't seen before. Good way for an evening to start. I won't tell you about the impossibly saccharine Korean thing I actually sat through after (while playing the guitar), something like chapter seven hundred and forty-five of a series that I'm sure will never end. You can skip a chapter or two and come up to speed again when you return in the first three minutes.
You could check out some of these other programs they talk about on Netflix and Hulu like Arrested Development. Just a matter of pushing some buttons.
Why would I watch Arrested Development when I'm living right in the middle of it? To bed early again this evening. We can do it.