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Step into my Office…

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An office- as explained by Webster’s Dictionary…  Noun- a room or premises for administrative or clerical work, for transacting business.
In my house- my office is that room. That room in which I go hide in to conduct my business- my creative den. The place in which my laptop lies that is my tool of business. My office has been described (be it me saying it) as a five pound bag filled with 20 pounds of stuff. It is also the gateway to the somewhat secret guestroom at the back of the house- another five pound bag filled with 20 pounds of stuff, but the door stays closed, it is organized (kind of), and completely livable to those that inhabit it.
Sunday night, in an odd fit of can’t concentrate (lets doodle, okay did that for an hour, lets watch TV- nothing is on, let’s work on the new painting- eh not my thing, let’s clean- there it is! What I wanted to do- wait, what, its bedtime? Damn.) Sometimes I think cleaning is the Ritalin to my ADHD. Anyhoo- I decided to clean my office. To put…

What I Once Was... What I Am Now...

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I am in pain this morning. Last night, I had a great family photo shoot at the studio, and while being my true stubborn self, I struggled to get a prop out to use. While doing so, my wrist popped. Loudly. Last night I had trouble sleeping it hurt so badly and today it isn’t any better. I have it taped and braced, the minimalizing of its motion has helped with the pain, but I cannot put any weight on it. Looks like I will be trying to get in a see a doctor if it isn’t any better by tonight. It doesn’t hurt like it’s broken, but it still really hurts!!! For instance- typing this blog, kinda feels like a slow action murder, starting with the torture of my right wrist area L
I am getting a head start on my being Model Coordinator for another year at the SWMCCC Summer Weekend event, taking on another position and its responsibilities of Portrait Program Coordinator with the help of my bestie (and new assistant, Autumnal). Planning, conversing with fellow photographers, and lots of typing …