‘Cause I’m not sure I’d blame you if you did. I sort of roll my eyes at myself these days.
You should see my office. “MOUNDS OF CRAP!!!” does not do the MOUNDS OF CRAP (!!!) justice that I have staring me in the face (can I say ‘Crap‘ without offending anyone? Trust me-these piles defy any non-cuss-related word that I can drum up).
My desk is buried behind boxes and piles and stacks and even more boxes.
Somewhere, under, behind and beside all those boxes, sit the guilty party…me. Guilty of not blogging, of not posting, of being painfully slow with emails and phone calls. And let’s not go there with the sessions that are (over) due.
So yes…it’s a big grouch-fest over here. And yet, it’s strangely comforting to complain about it to all 10 of my readers.
I guess I should take pictures, just to illustrate the level of MOUNDS OF CRAP that I have piled up.
But that would involve picking up my camera. Which is almost painful to me right now…because then I have to download that image.
And convert it.
Color correct.
White balance.
Add some contrast.
Save it.
Open it in photoshop.
Zap out the dust spots (who I’ve named “Bob” and “Mary” since they have apparently taken up permanent residence in my camera body).
Crop.
Burn the edges.
Lighten here and there.
Possibly layer and increase the contrast to give it that little pop (and to show off the cool turqouise walls of my new office).
Then flatten.
Save.
Resize and sharpen for web.
Slap on the watermark (so noone in Tokyo or Bangladesh will use my image of this incredibly messy, cluttered office full of MOUNDS OF CRAP!!! as their own).
And let’s not forget the fun of actually uploading it to the blog.
(seriously-don’t you just want to smack me upside the head and say “get over yourself, you big baby!”)
So instead…I’ll share this. My big (physically big) new accomplishment.
Coming soon (like, in 2 weeks), to a Dallas highway near you…a billboard!
Go Audrey! You’re a rockstar!!!!
And my own little rockstar-Ben! His burn is healing wonderfully-and though he has a tendency to not enter the kitchen whenever he sees me pulling the pot out of the cabinet (can’t say I blame him)-he’s doing amazingly well! Thank you all for your well wishes and sweet emails. They really meant the world to me!
And now *big sigh*. Back to my CRAP. I estimate that I’ve been sitting in this chair for 4 hours straight, uploading orders and just trying to get caught up. I’m afraid to stand up…the pleather back massager is not usually kind to my thighs. I wonder if I can just sit here all night…
