And another thing.

Yes, I have been doing some photography work. The key word there is "work". Funny how once it is considered "work" it's no longer as much fun. I forgot that I had my flickr slideshow on the sidebar. There you will see my personal trainer, who needed some shots done for his website. Lots of kittens, since Lila had a litter of four last May (two are still here, one of which is going to be leaving soon, I hope). And maybe a handful of instructor's children.

Though I shouldn't complain. I do still love photography. I think I'm just my own worst critic. And I don't like to be stuck to the computer for too many hours in the day... or night.

Right now...

Right now I am sitting in bed, having just devoured a small helping of cereal, waiting for the night time cold medication to work. I haven't had much time to pay attention to this blog, which is a shame considering all the work I have put into it through the years. The winters here in North Carolina just aren't enough to warrant a season long hibernation, which would give me time to do things like blog.

In truth, any time I do spend on the computer is often on Facebook, which may or may not be a good thing. Perhaps I justify that time more because there is usually something positive to be said about reconnecting and keeping in touch with friends and relatives, especially those who would otherwise be considered MIA.

Currently I'm teaching two formats at the gym, about 4-6 hours of classes a week. Monday is my most gruelling day because I am covering another instructor's morning class until the end of the summer. So Monday means three classes, though yesterday I taught four - two in the morning and two at night. If I didn't love it so much I probably wouldn't bother, but the members are what keep me going. Now I will be going to Florida for two weeks and I am not looking forward to being disconnected. But of course, everyone needs a break, even though it will mean having wet noodles for limbs when I return.

The kids spent the last 3 weeks in Illinois with their grandparents. Of course they had a great time. Their return meant "back to Boringville", as my oldest likes to call this place. I have my own childhood to compare hers to (as most parents like to do) so her whining is easy to dismiss. All three kids will be in school this fall... (insert happy dance here). Granted, my youngest will only be in preschool twice a week, but it will be SO nice to have those few hours to do a Walmart/Target/Costco run without the endless "I wants".

Well, this entry has to come to an end since my eyelids are growing heavy by the minute. And since I am no longer a seasoned blogger, I fear that this attempt at an update is going to bore the internet to tears.

Good night. :)