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my camera is broken (again. for the third time.) and i have a photoshoot at 4:30pm today. those two things seem difficult to reconcile, but it’ll work out. my computer is near-death and i have edits to do, but i’ll juggle the budget numbers and work out a solution. i can only ingest clear liquids all day since my yearly [whispers] colonoscopy is tuesday. the cats are out of food and our pantry is beyond empty and i still loathe grocery shopping. we’ve had two netflix movies checked out for over a month and can’t find the time + energy + interest to watch. i have a stack of snapshots to share from my polaroid-y camera, but no scanner to upload them with. my arms are covered with sun rash/sun poisoning, which seems to happen after 10 minutes of direct sun and itches like crazy (yes, i know it’s medication/faulty-immune-system related. yes, i know i should wear more sunscreen.) it goes on and on…

but, you know? the happiness hangover from our weekend getaway should be just enough to get me through it all.

…of course, then i’m gonna need another vacation.
is it wrong to start dreaming of the next trip so soon?

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