What was I thinking?
I like this expresison on my face, the one I caught in one of my random self portrait moments, but I don't know what I was thinking about... and yet, I wonder.
I am sitting here at my desk on Tuesday morning after Memorial Day. My children only have a couple more days left of school and I am excited/nervous about what the Summer holds... since I have very little planned except nothingness... which for me is actually something.
(Interesting how that works.)
I am downloading the latest issue of Windows Media Player in hopes of listening to Radio Swiss Classic. My newish computer still isn't configured exactly how I like so frustrations come... and don't do much going... yet.
My self-talk station is set to "I can't believe how many times I screwed up my lines last night. I am so humiliated that I sucked so badly."
So I review, I write, and I pray - and I know tonight will be better.
I am sitting here at my desk on Tuesday morning after Memorial Day. My children only have a couple more days left of school and I am excited/nervous about what the Summer holds... since I have very little planned except nothingness... which for me is actually something.
(Interesting how that works.)
I am downloading the latest issue of Windows Media Player in hopes of listening to Radio Swiss Classic. My newish computer still isn't configured exactly how I like so frustrations come... and don't do much going... yet.
My self-talk station is set to "I can't believe how many times I screwed up my lines last night. I am so humiliated that I sucked so badly."
So I review, I write, and I pray - and I know tonight will be better.
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