Depressed – not anymore!
April 6, 2009 5 Comments
It seems like all I have time for these days are the Quickpress version of my blog; well, it seems like that in my head, but really, this blog has always been a little frenzied and not so regular, who am I kidding? I could promise, again, to do better…or I could be honest and say I’ll do better when I know better, which better never happen…lol. Just kidding.
Anyway, back to the title…
I’m really down right now. I”m only a little bit down now, lol. Why, you might ask? Well, besides the fact that the economy stinks, I never seem to have enough cash left after my shopping trips, and no matter how many dishes I do there are always more tomorrow, the number one thing that’s getting me down is… I lost my camera. I’m sleepy after too much Mexican food and happy I found my camera!
I still have the other one, the video camera.
But this was my camera. Not ours, not his, just mine. I went in and picked it out and loved it a lot. I’ve had it for over two years (an incredibly long time for me to keep anything, let alone something techy, since I usually upgrade everything I own at least once a year. Did I mention I’m a spoiled brat lately? lol), but I didn’t want to upgrade this one, that was the point. I really, really loved that thing…almost as much as I love my car and computer, which are the only other two things I have in the world that I picked out myself. Everything else is a family made choice; those three things weren’t, and I don’t intend to upgrade my car either, and only work on my computer, never get rid of it for something the three of us choose together. I know it seems like I’m being selfish here, and maybe I am, I don’t know; it’s just that when we pick things out together, they always feel like they belong to DH or DD, never to me. Everytime I vacuum or drive his car, I know it’s not just mine, and there’s this whole added layer of tension that I’ll break it or lose it or hurt it and he’ll be annoyed with me. Not that he really does that, it’s just my fear…anyway, it’s not mine and I know it and it changes how I feel. The things that are just mine are really precious to me. I share them willingly and eagerly with the whole family, and I never mind the sharing at all. It’s just that I know that since it belongs to me it’s okay if I hurt it or lose it or something. These things happen to me a lot, can you tell?
So anyway, the whole point is,
I lost MY camera and now am back to sharing OUR camera and I’m really sad. I thought I lost my camera and then I found it and now I’m way happy and ready for bed. I like d mine way better on a purely functional level as well; it’s easier to use and takes better macros and I have more fun with it. So I’m even more sad about it.
Just thought I’d come here to whine for a minute…off to put some stitches in a quilted holder for my new iPod (blog on that coming soon!) and then off to sleep through my doctor’s appointment in the morning. Later!
Where was the camera? It was in the diaper bag – which, considering my only kid is 7, wasn’t the first place I thought to look, or even the 700th. But I’d had my nephew out that day and thrown the diaper bag together in a hurry, then promptly forgot about it when I got home. So, I used my camera tonight. A lot. Wanna see pics? Hold on, new post coming right up…