Finished for today.
Three days in and my nose is bruised from wearing the darn mask all day long. Still nine to go, and the band aids are already in place.
See you tomorrow.
This week I had to adjust. Can’t see tinyMovieStar awake, so I spend whatever free time I have going through the thousands of photos I have on the phone, and enjoying the ones movieStar sends throughout the day.
Wrapping up before going to bed, for the absolute minimum amount of time that manages to keep me human-like, I realize it’s been three days already since the last covid test, so tomorrow I’ll have my nose vandalized again before breakfast. Sleep tight.
Another day, another couple of thousand photos in the bag. Everytime I get home and see how many of them I’ve taken I immediately start worrying about the time I’ll spend picking and editing them. It’s not going to be pretty.
I’m too close to the end to call this one off. But it’s not easy trying, and failing, to come up with something decent every day.
Sorry about that.
MIss the times when I didn’t have to charge batteries for two cameras, and the powerbanks, and the phone, and the watch, …
Almost 15 hours later, back home. Sorting cards, charging batteries, getting things ready for tomorrow.
Will sleep a couple of hours and I’ll be on my way, again.
See you soon 😔
I have to start working today, must begin getting provisions for next year, make it a little different, better, than this one.
Hopefully I’ll able to get to the end of Microblogvember while working.
Cold, foggy, rainy, and too early in the morning. Hmmmmm… I know someone who’s probably going to be happy. But it’s not me.
Work starts tomorrow.
Just so you don’t think it’s all pastel buildings and sunny days…
Smaller walk, and somber photos.
It’ll be two weeks before I can take tinyMovieStar on a walk, and I’m already feeling blue.
Last time this happened it wasn’t good.
Drove out of town to the studio, enjoying the morning traffic and the view.
A new testing procedure was implemented. A technician now calls you into a little room to deliver the news. I thought something was wrong. It was not. Scary anyway.
Capture. That’s what I do, that’s what I’ve done for decades. Capture feelings, capture emotions, capture situations, capture stories, capture news, capture smiles and capture tears, capture hope and defeat. And capture love.
On the way to the old place today we did a remake of what is one of my favorite movieStar photos.
Autumn, and thousands of kilometers away from the original one, but still having fun.
First test came out negative, as hoped and expected, and tomorrow I have the next one. Assignment only starts on Tuesday, and I’ll have been tested twice by then.
Happy when I see an organization taking this seriously, and these guys leave nothing to chance.
Trying to finish the Endless Move, made another trip to the old home, and loaded the car with a few more boxes and bags.
Still some trinkets to go, but we’re getting there.
This week I’ll start the Finnish assignment, so I’ll have no time for moving duty.
Again a word that covid made almost irrelevant in our lives, when it was was so common before. Border crossing was a regular event, these days we are stuck in the same city for months.
After seeing it mentioned here on Micro.blog, WindowSwap is a site I visit in the evening, when my brain is not able to do anything else. Add a podcast, and I’m set for a while.