There's a phenomenon that happens with me once I decide I need to save money; I find I can't seem to not spend it. I am hoping to buy a home at some point. I do not know how far in the future that some point might be, but I know I would like to buy. I like the idea of having my own place that's mine all mine, but it's also because all of the rental options around here are beyond nasty.
So I decide to start saving money right before I run out of glucosamine and calcium, and a belt, which I need. OK, maybe I could have done without the belt but I am literally wearing a Swiss belt from my childhood because it's the only belt I own that doesn't make a big bulge under my shirts and sweaters with a massive buckle. So, yesterday I had to buy one. Along with Glucosamine, which is expensive, and calcium, which isn't really. And ice cream (yes, that, too, is a necessity).
Today I did research on my work commute. Currently I drive to work and while I thought it would be a giant pain, I've come to be quite used to it, even enjoy it with the help of audiobooks (even if the lame ones have me questioning the authors grammar). It's nice to know I can leave for and leave from work when I need to, not when I have to because of trains and subways. I thought it would be financially wiser to start taking the train, but my math (which I checked and double checked) had me realize that I would be saving only $20 a month by switching to the rails. Not enough to make it worth it to me. My conscience however? That's a different story. I like recycling. I like trying to do what I can when I can to help the environment. Me sitting in my car for at least 2 hours a day by myself? Not really helping the environment. I know this.
There are instances when I need the car to get from this assignment to that one, but for the most part, I can walk or ride to my shoots on the BU Campus.
My point is, between my car and the lunch of instant noodles which come in polystyrene containers, I don't feel I'm being very kind to Mother Nature.
Must figure out how to counter this feeling.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
James
This past Sunday JimFest happened here in Boston. James was a high school classmate of mine who died weeks ago and he was clearly a very loved individual. I didn't really know him aside from knowing his name and knowing which crowd he ran with in high school, and it would appear beyond high school, as they all seemed to remain good friends. I took a few shots of him during our fifteen year reunion (in fact, one of the shots can be seen in this video at 2:23) and I was grateful I did so as it provided some of my classmates with recent pictures of their old friend.
I was out of town this past weekend but had I been around, I'm not sure I would have gone. Not knowing him well it would have felt like I was simply showing for the party (which it was - in the ballroom of a Boston hotel with dancing and music and stories shared). Watching this video, I'm not sure he would have minded if I crashed it.
It's clear that many will miss him and one can only hope that a person leaves here knowing that.
I'm posting this video with hopes that it will inspire you to, at the very least, have some pep in your step the next time a dance floor presents itself to you. Life is really too short.
I was out of town this past weekend but had I been around, I'm not sure I would have gone. Not knowing him well it would have felt like I was simply showing for the party (which it was - in the ballroom of a Boston hotel with dancing and music and stories shared). Watching this video, I'm not sure he would have minded if I crashed it.
It's clear that many will miss him and one can only hope that a person leaves here knowing that.
I'm posting this video with hopes that it will inspire you to, at the very least, have some pep in your step the next time a dance floor presents itself to you. Life is really too short.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Most Adorable Child in the World Explains His Crush « Thought Catalog
This did just brighten my day a bit!
Most Adorable Child in the World Explains His Crush « Thought Catalog
Most Adorable Child in the World Explains His Crush « Thought Catalog
Water
I feel like I am walking through water. The only pleasure (albeit a guilty one) I get these days is crawling into bed and watching the show Grey's Anatomy 12 inches from my face on my laptop in the dark. There is something about completely escaping into the fictitious lives of others in order to ignore your own that's really quite satisfying. Not that I am ignoring my life - it's not like I can watch Grey's 24/7 (a girl's gotta work).
I have been feeling very mediocre. I am grateful for my job which keeps me busy and doing different things and interacting with different people every day. If it wasn't for my job I wouldn't talk to anyone. I make plans with my local friends and talk with faraway friends regularly, but I find that even doing that requires energy that I can't seem to muster. Last night I met Jenny for sushi and was the lamest of lame company.
The sushi was awesome though and so is Jenny.
Walking to an assignment today, I passed a woman in a wheelchair being assisted by another woman who presumable drives the assistance van which was parked nearby. I walked through my water past her, her fingers covered in precious gem-covered rings, her hands crumpled to a point of being useless. There was a tube near her face which I'm guessing is used so she can move her wheel chair.
My point is, I passed by this woman, took a moment to think how grateful I am to be able-bodied, and then went back into feeling like I was walking through water.
I am reminded of what my Mom sometimes says, "This too shall pass". It's hard to believe her though, since I feel like my whole life has lived in water. Not that I am not eternally grateful for the life I stumbled into. I am very grateful. I just seem incapable of showing my gratitude and grateful doesn't mean content anyway. I guess you can be grateful you landed where you did in the world, if you landed somewhere you like, and then the rest, the contentedness and whatnot, is up to you. But what do you do when you don't have the energy to figure out the contentedness?
Maybe I'm coming down with something.
I have been feeling very mediocre. I am grateful for my job which keeps me busy and doing different things and interacting with different people every day. If it wasn't for my job I wouldn't talk to anyone. I make plans with my local friends and talk with faraway friends regularly, but I find that even doing that requires energy that I can't seem to muster. Last night I met Jenny for sushi and was the lamest of lame company.
The sushi was awesome though and so is Jenny.
Walking to an assignment today, I passed a woman in a wheelchair being assisted by another woman who presumable drives the assistance van which was parked nearby. I walked through my water past her, her fingers covered in precious gem-covered rings, her hands crumpled to a point of being useless. There was a tube near her face which I'm guessing is used so she can move her wheel chair.
My point is, I passed by this woman, took a moment to think how grateful I am to be able-bodied, and then went back into feeling like I was walking through water.
I am reminded of what my Mom sometimes says, "This too shall pass". It's hard to believe her though, since I feel like my whole life has lived in water. Not that I am not eternally grateful for the life I stumbled into. I am very grateful. I just seem incapable of showing my gratitude and grateful doesn't mean content anyway. I guess you can be grateful you landed where you did in the world, if you landed somewhere you like, and then the rest, the contentedness and whatnot, is up to you. But what do you do when you don't have the energy to figure out the contentedness?
Maybe I'm coming down with something.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
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