Here’s a picture I took a while ago. It looks like one I could have taken tonight (if those pajamas on Baby Bug weren’t in the laundry already). The light was nice at sunset and I found myself thinking, “I better grab the camera…” but then I remembered it’s sandy death yesterday and it made me sad.
I’m also feeling dull and sad and not very bloggeriffic. So if you’re here for a pick-me-up, you might as well stop reading and check back tomorrow. I’m mostly bummed because I am on the flip side of an all-night-black-tea-caffeine-high and I have a mountain of work still to do tonight. Ugh.
Another thing that is bothering me is that I don’t I think the babysitter situation is working out. There is nothing wrong with the babysitter (if you’re reading this Miss Mocha, have no fear, it is not you). It’s a bunch of things. I’m just not very good at scheduling Baby Bug’s naps. When the babysitter gets here, Baby Bug is still clinging to me and carrying on something terrible which makes it impossible to work. I think it is easier for me to just stay up super late every night and try to squeeze work in during her naps. I think I just need to wait a year. Maybe it’s me. Some of my friends make fun of me but I’m going to ignore them and trust my gut.
I wish I knew how to turn the comments off on this post but I don’t. So if you have a brilliant suggestion on how to fix my babysitter situation, just save it. I don’t think I can take any more well wishing suggestions right now. I know. I’m sorry. I suck. I shouldn’t even be blogging about this if I’m not willing to talk about it but it’s one of those things that is clogging my creativity valve. If I don’t blog about it then I have nothing.
I’m just sad and out of sorts. I’ll be better soon. It’s not like I have cancer and I’m dying or anything. Besides the ups aren’t half as fun if you don’t have the lows to compare them to.
It’s a good thing I take about a hundred pictures a day because my spy cam officially broke (again) today. Have no fear, blog posts will not stray from their official saj format. I have a bazillion archived photos (wind up the way-back machine: wedding photos! high school photos!) to keep things interesting. I also have a bazillion Baby Bug photos that I have not shared yet. And if that doesn’t work, I can break out the pencil and paper and sketch something. So don’t worry. Everything is going to be okay, blogwise.
I, on the other hand, am going to go through extreme withdrawals. We can’t buy a new camera until the model we want comes out. It is supposed to be out in May but May is here and it is not. (Ignore amazon, they have no clue). I might be able to convince my Dad to lend me his but I won’t see him for a week. So I’m just going to have to sit tight without a camera for a week. A week!
It’s going to be tricky. I use my camera so much, it’s an extension of me. It’s always in my purse (which is why it broke… stupid sand) or on the counter where I can grab it and record every single moment. What will I do if Baby Bug makes a sentence and I have no way to record it. Hmmm… I guess I could dig out the dusty old video camera. Or my old lomo. Do they sell film any more? (Just kidding.)
Isn’t it crazy how much digital photography has changed our lives? I wonder if Baby Bug will remember more of her youth because I have literally recorded every single day of her life? Or will all these thousands of pictures get lost somewhere somewhere along the information highway? Whether it’s blogs going down or hard drives crashing or simply just not archiving properly. Things always get lost from one upgrade to the next. I wonder how difficult it will be for people in the future to find us here in the past. Will flickr come through and save us all?