I’m an IDIOT
I guess I wouldn’t be so hard on someone ELSE who had done the same thing, but I FEEL like an idiot!
I left my digital camera outside, DAYS ago, and we have, in the meantime, had storms including heavy showers. There were many pictures of individual flowers and the vegetable gardens, and now, as I expected, the camera doesn’t work when plugged into the computer. As it sits beside me, it is magically “turning itself on” over and over again as if brightly showing life, but the computer will not acknowledge it, so I suppose the memory card is wet and ruined. I’ll take the batteries out and see what happens when left to dry out for a few days. Oh, and I’ve taken the card out (which has raindrops on it!).
It’s a special little camera because Gary bought it for me. As digital cameras go, it’s an older one, and I’ve since bought Gary “one of his own”. I’m kicking myself, as this is such a waste and such carelessness on my part.
The words of my stepmother come back to me every time I do something like this, or crack a cup, or leave something undone, “You never take care of anything; you never have and you never will.”. It was not fair of her, and it was said in anger, but the words haunt me.
The spanakopita for the Bistro is in the oven. I’ve picked and washed the salad greens that the restaurant said they wanted. This afternoon I have a large dog to clip and wash. At some point I MUST get laundry done at the laundromat because I’m out of clean clothes that I LIKE and which FIT.
Tomorrow is the first Farmer’s Market of the season, and there are many things I need to do, not the least of all to print raffle tickets for the basket we’re giving away IN SEPTEMBER. Everyone who makes a purchase from a Market table gets their name in the draw, and the prize will contain contributions from all the “regular” sellers.
Tomorrow I’ll take spanakopita and probably cheesecake to the market, the jams and horseradish that I’ve made (if I get labels printed and put on the jars), and some perennial plants. That doesn’t sound like so much. So now, I think things are actually under control. Even so, I’m just too busy to kick myself any more about the digital camera no matter how precious it seems (or seemed).
As if I didn’t stew enough already, I’ve been troubled by my own attitude of NOT WANTING to go anywhere. I love the summers and the farmer’s markets and the pet boarding. Perhaps if there was ANYONE who I could think of that I could trust with the kennels, I’d be willing to leave with Gary for a weekend or so. I COULD survive without participating in ONE Farmer’s Market. Every time my dear hubby speaks aloud of some function that we could or should or might go to, I feel my heart sink. I’m torn between wanting to travel with him, because we get along well and have lots of fun, and feeling unable to leave our place. I think to myself, ” Maybe if I just keep working like this for 10 more years, I’ll officially retire and then I’ll go…” , and “Will he LEAVE ME because I’m such a wet blanket? “. I think that if I keep refusing to go see family or jazz concerts or all of the things Gary thinks are good plans, it might come to that.
Okay, well now I have myself worked into a tizzy again, but there’s no more time to write about it.
I wish I could have uploaded some of the garden pictures I took. Perhaps when the camera dries out it will work again (and if I have to replace it, I’d better get a SPORT or DIVING model!).
Take care, my friends.
~Ann
