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Festa de Yemanjá - Rio Vermelho, Salvador 2006

 

Bahia Light.

 

Yemanjá Festival - Rio Vermelho Beach, Salvador, Bahia, Brasil - 2006

March 3, 2022: Cleaning up and organizing my place and my Mom’s has been overwhelming at times. A large part of the mess that surrounds me has been fed by my addiction to over-spending, often beyond my means. It’s something I know I need to work on more seriously. It’s not that I can’t be responsible with my spending: when I was younger I was very obsessive with tracking every cent: I kept track of my receipts and spending in an excel workbook, and made sure I balanced out each month. I’d put a percentage of my each paycheque into a savings account, one that was locked down tight so the only way I could move money from it was to actually phone my bank and had it transferred out of the account. I was also Director of Finance at my university’s student union, where I assisted in overseeing a forensic audit conducted by PWC.

 

But since my depression settled in deeply over the last few years, I found myself digging myself in deeper and deeper with the spending. It’s just been so easy to do when you’re lying in bed, wanting to erase my troubles, my sorrows. Other people drink and do drugs. I eat way too much junk food, and spend like a drunken sailor. It’s caused

 

So today I emerge from the myst, finishing a deep clean of my Mother’s living room.

 

I’m finding more and more, that the comfort zones in this project and in my life have been to stick to the routines I’ve become accustomed to. That feel safe. Eating a bag of Reese’s and a large popcorn feels safe. Buying another stuffed animal I don’t really have space for feels safe. Cleaning feels scary because it’s a path to something in life I don’t remember. But it feels more freeing than being stuck where I have been up to this point. I want to say I’ve experienced something like this before, but I haven’t.

 

62/365.

 

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Darryl Greenamyer Built this F-104 from parts at the American Jet Industries hanger at Van Nuys airport. He flew it out of VNY and when he returned the paint had peeled off of the wings. I stayed late after work a few days and repainted the wings for him. I watched this F-104 being built from start to flight from boxes of parts every day I came to work

On our way to the off-leash area in Eindhoven (the Netherlands). Indi just loves sitting in the car (even more then walks, I believe!) she is able to see everything and follows every car/truck with her eyes!

I'm still trying to figure out how to process b&w flower shots better. This one isn't sharp enough but the form is ok. I'll keep working at it. The relentless heat after the month of relentless rain has been so hard on the zinnias in my garden that they definitely look better in b&w.

I'm officially sick for the second time in a month. Sweet.

 

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Dealing with a sicko today. He stayed in PJ's and drank lots of cider and did some reading.

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