Burn-out, that is.
This whole “busy season” thing is a lot like packing for a move, where you keep thinking you’re really almost done, but doing all the odds and ends things is a lot more work than you anticipated and you find out- that time you thought you were on the homestretch? You weren’t even close.
Not that I’m hating stuff, I just am busy.
But right now, my biggest question is how in the crud do I win Solitaire? I’m seriously solitaire-impaired. Solitaire is like a little nap for my brain because I don’t have to think about anything but matching. And it never asks me for a drink or a snack. Or draws on itself. Or spills syrup on things or eats couches. But I can’t win. I win like 1 game in 20. Dave says he wins most of the time. Is it just me that can’t do it?
(sorry for such a lame post, I’m on the kids’ computer once again while Dave is monkeying with the cd burner on my computer that can’t seem to burn a decent slideshow. argh!)
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your blog does not make being a real photographer sound all that appealing.
Guess this means no lunch before christmas?
You change the settings so you can “undo” indefinitly. That way you can totally change decisions you made earlier in the game. Trevor thinks it’s cheating, but I think it’s perfectly acceptable.