I was just looking at a playlist of mine on itunes and...I suddenly felt the need for all the play counts to all be the same.
8....7....6..8...7...NO! They must ALL BE 8!
I must listen to those songs more so they'll be even.
Must be some OCD streak.
Or, as my friend Hannah would say, CDO...alphabetical like it should be.
So I'm excited today because I'm going to make cookies (hopefully).
Yes, yes, I know.
Snaps for Leah!
But my joy is currently delayed as the recipe calls for milk and we have none.
So a trip to walmart has to be made before my cookie joy can be fulfilled.
Although it pleasures me little to go to Walmart these days.
I was just commenting to my friend Abi on how I prefer doing Portrait shoots more than weddings.
With weddings, you have to make all your decisions VERY split second and you have no time to think about them...
Only, you get tons of time afterwards to sit and stare at your mistakes.
Sound like fun?
It is.
It's really good for your self confidence.
True story.
One thing that's funny about getting into photography is that you meet people, and, especially if they're particularly charming or attractive you get an itch in your palms and you just wanna get some pictures of them.
I can't hep it.
There's one particular person who....the need to get a camera in their face is just disabling.
Someday...the opportunity will arise, hopefully.
Speaking on the subject of photography, all things are coming together into a question mark.
Questions posed in my head include:
Should I go on to college or not?
Should I just follow the photography thing through the School of Hard Knocks?
If I go to school should I go in for photography and put all my eggs in one basket, or should I diversify and have a backup plan?
Personally, if God were to ask me what I wanted, I would say that I just want to get married to an awesome guy, have sweet children, take pictures and just pursue creative threads and encourage my children in the same way.
Oh and I'd also like to write a children's book, visit Italy, cook some Tiramisu, and adopt some kids.
Where does school fit in with all this?
Or....more importantly, what does God want for me to do?
I've dedicated my life to Him, how does He want to use me?
One thing I'd love to do is be able to, if I did get an Art Degree, teach Art maybe in a homeschool/co-op setting.
Cause I love kids and I love creative things.
One thing that is important to me though, is if I did have some sort of job is that it would be something that I could do and be a mom at the same time.
Something I can do with a baby on my hip or once a week, if that's what God gives me.
Now...going to school doesn't sound so bad in the context of an Art or Design school, especially in the context of waiting for God to, possibly, provide those other opportunities.
But the idea of getting a business degree or something similar makes my inward parts shiver....tremble...quail, even though I know it's sensible.
What's a girl to do?
We'll just see what God does.
I have a feeling the next year is going to be very formative and I'll know better where God will lead.
I'm already too far behind to start school this year, since I won't be taking my SAT until May.
Which, honestly, I'm thankful for cause this all kind of sneaked up on me a little too quickly.
Wait...you mean I'm not 14 anymore?
Sheesh, what's even UP with that?
God is being gracious with me though, I look back on the past year and I see how He's led me through some amazing things just...one step at a time.
So I look back and see how far I've come and...somehow it all doesn't seem as scary as it once did.
It's funny you start seeing what people say, what the Bible says and you're just completely bewildered...WOW! That's TRUE! It's not just...words.
Not that you would have ever said that they were...they just weren't real to you yet, not really.
I guess it's just because you have to come to the point of seeing these things for yourself, and when you do... it seems so big because it happened in your life.
So am I long winded today, or WHAT?
More procrastinatey then long winded, I suppose.
I was born perpetually long winded so...it almost goes without saying.
I guess I'll get back to my work.
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