I’m tired. I’m so tired. This year has been something for the history books. First, it was an election year and I hate election years. Why, you ask. Because we are bombarded with campaign ads, usually negative ones. Then we get bombarded with campaign texts, calls and emails. I am so over it. And who knew that the election would last for what seemed like forever?
In addition to that, there is COVID and we had the civil unrest that has been simmering for quite some time. Oh and don’t forget about the murder hornets! Not really sure what happened with those but I don’t miss them either way. Lastly, my son has been driving me crazy with this virtual learning. You would think that it would be easier with a 15-year-old but not so much. He’s lacking motivation and has lots of distractions because he’s in the comfort of his room. I told him it’s a good thing I’m not violent because I think I would have choked him out out of frustration. He’s a good kid just currently not doing his best or what he’s capable of. What can I say, he’s a teenage boy.
Even though this hasn’t been the best of years, it has had some bright spots. My husband actually got laid off right before we had to social distance back in March but he was able to find another job that was definitely better than the one he lost. I’ve actually been busier in the last few months than I’ve been all year with old and new clients. I have also been able to invest in myself and my business which has allowed me to think about new offerings for my clients.
Basically, I am tired but I’m still happy. I’m still a photographer who is doing what she loves. Photographing portraits that will decorate my clients’ walls, coffee tables or desks. Creating memories for others brings such great joy. Next week I will be creating new memories for my family (finally). The last set of family portraits were when my son was nine years old. Yes, I know…the cobbler’s son.
Anyway, as the saying goes, nothing lasts forever.