So I have a ton of things I've been wanting to blog about. Have a halfway written post about progress since my last post...a halfway written post and photos of my boy's jiu jitsu competition...completing said posts have been on my to do list for days.
Unfortunately, also on the to-do list is to finish the damn elementary school yearbook that I agreed to do 9 months ago and for the second year in a row procrastinated until the final hour. I have been non stop yearbook for days, including photographing half of the school because I didn't get much parental participation. Anyway, I'm trying to spin it that it can give me hope that when I finish the damn thing my normally busy life will seem totally easy. Like swinging two bats in the on-deck circle of life.
Anyway....in my morning procrastination session, I read this and since I am so excited to be going here I have really been wanting to participate in some of the wonderful things that are going on at Shutter Sisters...this also means finally jumping into Flikr, but that is definitely a post yearbook endeavor.
So back to this morning. I'm reading along and thinking "yeah, one of these days I've got to jump into this" but-----
I don't have time, and the yearbook needs to be done, and Pearl is eating a tea bag and I haven't blogged about the Jiu Jitsu tournament yet and I'm going back to WW tonight only to surely be reminded that eating out 5 days in a week is contrary to my intentions there and I have 3 phone calls and 18 emails to return and my jobs that actually pay me are being neglected because of the freaking yearbook and it will take to long and I will get distracted by all of the photographic possibilities because it has to be an awesome photo because blah blah blah.
and then I said...
And I picked up my iphone and walked 3 freaking feet outside of my office to the sunny spot on my living room wall and took a freaking photo...
but it is me right at this moment, three feet from my office in the sunny spot on my living room wall...with my hair all frazzled and thankfully ready to be cut this afternoon and the knots in my shoulders from not working out in almost 2 weeks and being hunched over a keyboard working on crap no one will appreciate.
But is is me...right now and it makes me happy to have in all of it's fuzzy weirdness because it kicks to the curb a pile of excuses for not participating in the life I actually want to participate in.