So. The Eastside Camera Club organized it's first field trip of the year on the first weekend of the year. I thought that was cool breeze, as I've never been on a photo field I decided to sign up. Considering I'm the VP of said club I assumed it was a good idea. I drove myself (first rally of the year) without a GPS (first time) to the small town town of Marblemount (first time I drove to a small town by design) to photograph bald eagles (first time for the eagles, and first for birds 'cause they are not my photograph love) in a zodiac. My president (Leah) and two other members (Michael and his wife, Linda) bombed up there with me. I had a blast!! It inspired me to do more of these trips. Why? First (LOL), I love photography and second, they are relatively cheaper than what I did for vacations. Now I'll be staycations in the coming year...
What a roller coaster week I have had! To start off the week was a manic Monday. After work on Monday , I did a WinCo run with WCP. Always entertaining. Tuesday was terrible. Started off by being tardy for work, so I treated myself to Tully's before posting up. And... in my experience, when you start off a day like that, any attempt to speed up or make up that half-step, half-tick, never happens. For inexplicable reason, you are now out-of-step with the Universe, and like fucking hell you're gonna make it back up. Never. Fails. I was late to meetings, I was late to a gym class I'm regularly early for, and the list goes on. In fact, I decided on that day instead of seeking out my dream girl of a svelte body, superior intelligence, endless energy, and with a litany of characteristics to make any fairy godmother proud I made the wide-sweeping declaration that I wanted this instead. A 2-ton, yoga pants wearing, 45 year old, bitter, divorcee that is one more named cat f
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