writing or anything else the past couple of days.
SU’s birthday was Monday and we went to the remote to celebrate. She’d had a very, very bad day at her plantation, one of those days where your self-esteem is attacked and you’re left thinking you are worthless. We’ve all had those.
I did my very best to try and make it all better, never a good thing. Sometimes you just have to let people live life for themselves, for lack of a better way to say it. Anyways, at some point I screwed up and was in too deep to extricate myself from the situation. She left angry and crying.
It isn’t the first time I’ve done that and each time I tell myself never again. And then step right back into it. It’s not like I tried to piss her off or went with any intention of doing so, it just happened.
So’s, I haven’t felt much like saying anything. CH, LB and I had a good Bible study recap on Tuesday night but it still didn’t pick me up. And I’ve only done one day out of four this week thus far. Letting the guys down.
Watched the Repub debate Tuesday afternoon, got a kick out of seeing ol’ Fred stutter and stammer. He might just be the nominee, shows you the power of television and of style over substance. Posted over at LST about it and the Ron Paul acolytes came out in droves. He’s got his own cult going.
Brought my camera to the plantation today, the A100. Made me want a macro lens, I haven’t purchased one since I moved from the Nikon system. Found a dragon fly to take a few pics with but a true macro would have given me a flatter field. Interesting bug, a bit of purplish color to it. And I liked the wing pics but again, a true macro would have been better.