Poo on Sunday evenings

There is nothing more depressing than a Sunday evening coming to a close. Well, perhaps getting up on a Monday morning, but it’s a very close call.

Frustrated

I’m really frustrated tonight and every little thing is irritating me. When I feel like this, I tend to want to do two things – eat and sleep. Not exactly the most healthy choices.

I think I placed too many expectations on the day and therefore was setting myself up for a letdown. Sure, it WAS nice out today, but everything is still BROWN and DEAD and not worth photographing. I am going out of my mind not being able to take decent pictures because I’ve ran out of subjects. I do not like street photography because I don’t think people are interesting. Truth be told, most people annoy me. And having pictures of strangers just doesn’t float my boat. My passion is nature photography, but one can only take so much dead grass, leaveless trees, and melting snow before they want to scream.

I think I’ll go watch The Ring now and try to stop thinking about this stupid day.

Hazy

I’m up and ready to get on with a beautiful day. But where the hell is the sun??? I guess it will be out a bit later (or so the weather channel tells me).

Organizational skills = good

I love love love to organize. It’s no secret among friends and family. I tend to re-organize our apartment every other weekend because it’s immensely satisfying for me. The funny thing is that every time I do it, I manage to free up even more space than last time, although we’re always buying more stuff. How strange.