I'm tired a wee bit cranky so I'm just gonna layout some details without too much fanfare.
I went to the dermatologist to show him a black smudge on my knee which looked suspiciously like the "irregular cells" they removed from my thong area 10 years ago and naturally, the knee smudge cells are also "irregular." Mother F-er. Now I have to go back to the dermatologist every 3 months.
Today, with my bare hands, I plucked a big tan engorged tick off of sweet pea's anus. I am rethinking my ban on antibacterial soap.
I got 4 inches of hair cut off. The hair dresser kept saying how fast my hair grows, I'm not sure why she doesn't realize that the last time I was in was last October.
I also got a bug net to wear over my head and it is magical. Except it gets in the way when photographing. I'll have to figure something out. Might buy a bug shirt too.
People keep passing me on these sleepy little 2 lane double yellow lined streets because I'm not going enough over the speed limit to suit them. I secretly hope they spin out and hit a tree.
The barbed wire braces are still messing with my mind. I thought for sure that when I showed the jaw specialist how I can not close my mouth all of the way he would put a phone call in to the orthodontist and tell him he was doing a bad job and to fix it. Nope. He said sometimes it has to be that way on it's way to straight. Dammit. He also said he'd modify my night time mouth guard (in a drawer since getting the barbed wire braces) so I would be able to wear it with the barbed wire braces and close down on that at night when I sleep but I foolishly did not bring it with me to my appointment, and now I have to wait a week to get that done thanks to Memorial Day.
Speaking of the holiday weekend, Josh's school play is this Memorial Day weekend, which if you ask me should be illegal because FAMILY TIME but, hey, who am I to have an opinion? In this town no one dares to speak out against certain aspects of the school such as unreasonable theater directors or sports which dominate the lives of entire families. Instead we whisper our grievances to each other in secret.
The dotard has not succeeded in driving me insane yet, and I decided to hold onto my sanity as well as my anger so that I can redirect that into something good. I haven't figured out what yet.
I have however been thinking extensively about my future photo book and have managed to resolve some issues and rethink how to present by overthinking so hard that I didn't have to waste a drop of printer ink. I did volunteer to show my book dummy at the next photographer's meeting so I will have to begin the process of moving my thoughts onto paper. I got this. I just don't want to waste more printing stuff than I have to in order to get there.
Now that winter is gone I'm photographing again. I think I just have to accept my seasonal affective disorder and not demand too much from myself once the weather turns and the days get short. I wonder if I'd have this issue in Florida? I might have to move to the part of Florida which won't be under water in this century and see for myself.