You guys, we’ve been waiting three months to find out when we’re moving.
And we still. don’t. know.
Frustrating doesn’t even touch it. Not by a long shot.
I’m trying really hard to be Zen about it. If we’re going, we’ll go…and until we know we’re going, we just have to function as if we’re not going. BLAH BLAH BLAH, whatever.
It’s not working. I’m losing my ever-loving mind.
I’m trying to distract myself—my house is very clean, my cabinets are very organized, my meals are planned, my taxes are filed, my closets are cleaned out, my photo albums are up to date, my bookshelves are organized by the Dewey Decimal system. (Not really, but that may be next.)
I’ve planned an addition to my house, with a to-scale drawing.
I’m planning imaginary vacations we won’t be taking. And checking flight prices.
I am seriously losing my mind.
I just need to know.
But it’s not up to me. It’s not up to Matt, or even Matt’s boss.
And so we wait.
Patiently. Or, you know, not.
In order to keep myself occupied, I have decided to learn something new. It will give me something to focus on, and hopefully stop me from going to Matt with new ideas about how to completely re-landscape the yard this spring.
So I’m taking a photography class. Well, “class” isn’t the right word. I’m reading a book on photography, taking some online tutorials, and going to practice the crap out of whatever I learn.
I’m a terrible photographer, so I the learning curve is pretty steep. I’m hoping this will keep me busy and interested for a while–I’m actually really excited about it.
In conjunction, I’m also doing a trial of Photoshop and Lightroom. I figure that my photos, even when they get better, are going to need help, so I better learn some photography software too. For those who are familiar with those programs, tell me your favorite tutorials, tricks, books, websites, etc. I have LOTS to learn, since I’m basically starting from scratch.
And that, my friends, is that. I’m frustrated, impatient, anxious, and hell-bent on NOT turning into (more of) a crazy person, and so I’m distracting myself by learning something new. I guess there are worse ways to cope.