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procrastinating is just like holding a bomb in your hands. Shot for the OurDailyChallenge theme: hold off doing
Anyone else panicking rn?
Up early with my BIG cup of Chai going to town on these gifts!
I threw up a tree today too!
Merry Christmas 🎄
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Rings by Revienne
Jammies by Vague
Giftwrap by Tredente
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She's on A2 paper and is made using the magic of spraypaint, stencils and imagination. If you'd like to give her a new home then get in touch. I completely understand if you can't be bothered today though...
Cheers
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Copyright Susan Ogden
1.} i am tired.
2.) i am not in the mood to wrap anything....even tho here are a bazillion Bean things to wrap.
3.) The Beans were here for almost 3 hours this morning, even tho they were SUPPOSED to be here an HOUR....so i had to rearrange my whole morning and ran out of steam.
4.) There are still things arriving via UPS and Fed-Ex and i have not a clue what else i ordered that has not yet arrived...
5.) it is yet ANOTHER rainy gray day and that causes me a flare up of S.A.D and i NEED sun.
6.) I used up most of my morning energy taking a shower, feeding the Beans breakfast and supervising them and then when their dad stopped in for lunch i quick made an escape to the Post Office to mail my daughter and her boyfriends gifts.....yes, i know they will not get to Manassas on time.....sigh....
7.) i have a print to do up and frame for someone....not a gift....a prize for being the 100th like on my boutique FB page. Bless Unique Photo for shipping me ink yesterday that arrived today :)
8.) i had to clean out my closet and organize all the stuff for charity to a local church....then photograph it, for tax deducition purposes. Done!
9.) Had to take apart and redo the beautiful centerpiece that was a gift from my cleaning girl....it was shedding blue spruce like whoa! ( I went out in the rain and clipped a bunch of different evergreens and holly and dismantled it and redid it for the dining room table. tick this off the list!)
10.) it is 4:30pm and i have no idea what i am making for dinner...but the way i feel it might be oatmeal!
11.) oh yeah....i have had to reset the internet 3X today and am about to give Comcast a piece of my mind....they are the pits lately, as this is becoming a daily challenge.
On a brighter note...the tree is done. The house is about 75 percent back to normal. I am not cooking for Christmas....FINALLY!!! . My daughter and Luke ARE coming....late Christmas Day. YAY!! Christmas day will be blissfully quiet with my middle daughter cooking dinner. The better part of the day will be spent quietly in my pajamas with a good book with any luck! Double YAY!
On a less joyful note, the annual Christmas Gathering will happen on Saturday. These take so much out of me...my recovery time is getting longer and longer with each one. i am not built for turmoil and noise. i am not built for kids running amuck in my house....breaking things and screaming, or party games. The debate raging in my head at the moment is what time to have this gathering, that the least amount of time possible is spent having to open gifts, entertain, referee, eat, play the silly game that is planned by Crazy Aunt Sandy, clean up, and retreat to my bubble for recovery time. Would it be rude to say 5 to 7 pm?!!? Yeah....i thought so. :-/
I actually told my husband not to get me anything and i will not get him anything. It is so pointless. There is nothing to get him....he has no hobbies....he has no friends to have a hobby with...he used to golf but has not done that in a couple years. All he ever does is work...and when he needs things for work, he mentions it in the 3 weeks leading to Christmas and then suddenly goes out and buys it all. pointless. Sigh.....
Happy Night Before the Night Before Christmas :)
«Toujours remettre à demain ce que, demain, on pourrait remettre à… disons, l'année prochaine. ». Terry Pratchett
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This picture comes from a friend asking me to make a shot with "procrastination" as theme: this is what came out, I hope you can appreciate it.
I decided to try to upload some pictures taken with my mobile phone (Sony Xperia Z1) I already had on Instagram: I was basically having fun looking at what I could do with more technical limitations.
Some of the things I got up to when I ran out of inspiration for the project that actually NEEDS doing.
Lavender heart sachets that I was suppose to deliver to a shop last week. I found every reason possible to not work on them. It's midnight and I just got home from work. Guess what I have to do before I get to go to bed. The price of procrastination.... ugh.
It is a lifestyle. I spent most of my afternoon and well into the night obscessing over a small problem I needed to fix. I took my camera out early this afternoon but had a dog with me so she occupied the seat my camera likes. Tonight when I went out a second time I forgot it. as the last seconds ticked down to midnight I paniced and had to shoot something for the challenge and my 365. So here it is captured seconds before midnight. Thank goodness for fast flashes for I am often under the gun.
ODC - Lifestyle
a story about a beautiful frame and some drawings (part one)
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I could clean my bedroom, or I could take selfies sitting in my bathroom sink. Hmmmm
Damien Jurado - Ohio (Filous Remix)
I drive by this little log cabin in the quakies, close to the Idaho Montana border, every time I drive to Yellowstone. For years and years as I drive by I always think about stopping and capturing this spot, but it seems I can always find a reason to push North up the road. Now that the roof has collapsed, I've finally gotten around to making this simple stop... I think there is a word for that!
Procrastinated today's shot again. AND my camera's battery died so I had to recharge. Maybe that's a good thing. I had time to get some inspiration.
Anyway, I sort of like this photo. It's pretty daring for me. And I look exhausted....this is what happens when you procrastinate your photos every day...haha. :]
I wanted to thank everyone for your overwhelming support during this 365. Anyone who has commented or favorited a photo....it is so appreciated, you have no idea...I love you all.
Day 60 - 15 February 2012
It is a fine art form, not many can do. There is discipline involved and perseverance. It does not lie in just anyone's bones to twiddle thumbs, or wood - or hair. Some motivation is required to, to make you want to do it. Pep talks, and a few hours of surfing the web. Ah yes, a true Procrastinator must practice to reach excellence.
Canon EOs 550D
f/5
1/40 sec
ISO 800
I'm supposed to be doing yardwork. Instead, I'm taking pictures of the yardwork.
Explore #97 - March 28, 2009
'Never put off until tomorrow, what you can do the day after tomorrow.'
--Mark Twain, who totally rocks.
I shot this Klein bottle in a dark room, and illuminated it using a red laser pointer.
The Klein bottle has a little water inside (i.e. outside). View On Black
A mathematician named Klein
Thought the Möbius band was divine.
Said he: «If you glue
The edges of two,
You'll get a weird bottle like mine.»
Explored #139 on Dec 15, 2007
I've been tagged in what seems to be quite a charming game, that's doing the rounds, of getting to know more about one another here on Flickr.
Asked to share 16 random facts you may not know about me, here they are:
1. I grew up on a farm in South Africa where I still cherish my most fondest of memories. We had the whole barn filled with hay and everything, plus 2 dams that resided on either side of the house.
2. I won a Willards Cheese Curls painting competition when I was 12 years old and earned the nickname 'Chip' for years to follow.
3. It later became Hunter. Which is my second name. (It was going to be my first name, with Lee as my second but for some reason a cousin of mine shared Lee and so my folks thought they'd be original and chose Craig as my first name instead. I knew 10 Craigs by the time I left high school.)
4. I procrastinate.
5. I pay a lot of attention to the geometry of everything. I have, many times, walked into a room where every step I take avoids intersecting with any imaginary adjacent or parallel line that's created by the nearby objects and furniture on the floor. This especially includes floors with tiled carpeting. (don't ask)
6. I have good aim. In the all-boys high school I attended, every kid wanted to be on the shooting team, but they made tryouts for only one additional placing every 3 or so years. I made it. There were nearly 400 of us who competed for it at the time. Subsequently, it's helped in other ways though: playing pool, darts, 1st-person shooter games and winning teddy-bears at fairs. In my other life, I was a sniper. ;)
7. I have a script for the most awesome movie ever. (But it's impeded by fact no. 4)
8. I've had 3 near-death experiences. One involved a car stopping on the edge of a cliff (driver was asleep at the wheel), the second involved myself falling off a cliff (I landed on the only tree sticking out of the rock-face) and the third involved a taxi bus hitting me while crossing the road. (If you know anything about South African minibus taxis, you'll know that this one's a miracle on its own.)
9. I also have two scars. One behind my left ear at a very young age from a kid who threw a lead pipe at me in a playground and one above my left eye-brow from an attempted surfing accident. Incidentally, two of my front teeth are also false. They were severed when in junior school by a kid who tripped me while running in gym.
10. Surprisingly, I've never broken a bone in my body.
11. I was obsessed with magic as a kid. I believed my parents couldn't afford to get the magic set I wanted, so I used to collect my own tricks, as well as invent new ones. Today I can't remember a single one of them. Not even a decent card trick.
12. Lasagna and trifle are the only meals I'll still go so far as having thirds of.
13. I was once visited by a ghost. It happened about 10 years ago and tormented me for three to four nights. It tried to visit me once a few years later but I know how to drive it away now.
14. I secretly dig chick flicks.
15. I have a major fear of snakes. My first encounter was at the age of 4 when a mole-snake slid over the back of my legs in long grass while playing hide and seek. Since then I fear of finding one in my shoes.
16. I want to be known for creating at least one truly amazing thing but I fear I'm running out of time.
The usual messy book shelves. I am trying to rearrange them - but usually end up looking at the books instead. Great excuse for procrastination = as if I ever needed that.
My "lego" block Nikon F is put aside for the moment as we have had visits from small kids and expect another in a couple of weeks. Would be too tempting for a 6 year old.
I now have 16 days before I have to deliver my thesis. The end of five years at the university is closing waay too fast.
"The Procrastinator's Hereafter. Take a friend's advice: Never put off till tomorrow what you can do today--Answer that letter." Sign: "Bottomless Pit Drop In."
Pity the poor procrastinator who doesn't answer his letters! This pathetic fellow obviously failed to keep up with his correspondence while he was alive, and now in the "hereafter" the devil is looking over his shoulder to make sure he responds on time--and for all time!
In order to avoid falling into the fiery "Bottomless Pit" below, the procrastinator is precariously perched on an endless roll of paper as he scribbles out his message. The last few lines he's written on the paper suggest that he's trying to explain away his current predicament: "...in my new home. Although everything is up to sample, I'm not stuck on the place but circumstances over which I have no control impel me to stick...."
Reverse of postcard:
Postmarked: "Hartford, Conn., Aug. 25, 1912."
Addressed to: "Mr. W. J. Ross, 131 River St., N. Adams, Mass."
Handwritten message: "Dear Will: What do you think of this for a card? I don't hear from Flora very often. I'm working and not having much fun either--just existing. Not as tired as when I came here. Hastily, Cora."
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Originally posted on Ipernity: The Procrastinator's Hereafter.
See also Crafty Dogma's copy of this postcard: The procrastinator's hereafter.