*sorry long post.. but for my December Daily :)*
One word describes this day.. well a few words.. "Freaking Out!" Right before a big gig, I am just experiencing a mixture of an anxiety attack mixed with nervousness, hence no eating and too much worrying and thinking of all the things that could go wrong.. would probably go wrong! I question anything and everything and wonder "what the heck am I doing?"
So Friday we had a gig with ASRC Construction Holding Company to photograph their Christmas Party. Thanks to my girlfriend Keri and her husband who landed me this job, it definitely opened up new doors for us and we hope to work with them again in the near future. Their Christmas Party was at the Millennium (gorgeous hotel) where me and a few of my girlfriends came to help me out. Heidi is such a pro at talking to the "Big People", me, not so much and Stephanie, who is learning the ropes on photography just enjoyed the "rush" of being a part of this "gig."
On the drive to the hotel, I thought I was gonna have a panic attack :) I was worried about setting up at ballroom, then wondering if I did get everything by mentally retracing my steps, then I kept asking, "Are we there yet?" And I was freaking out about the things that could possible go wrong... like the lights not working, or the backdrop falls into the snow and gets all dirty. And then my oldest was in charge of his siblings, always worried about that, especially when Ethan was not feeling well yet and was still throwing up.. I felt so guilty! But , the night was both a success and so much fun! (Heidi and Stephanie are hilarious!)
Once I get into my "groove" I am good. I'm laughing with the clients.. interacting.. and I actually seem somewhat professional.
One of the highlights of my night.. seeing Keri, who I haven't seen in years ;)
And hanging out with one of the most hilarious people I've ever come across, this girl named Anne. You know how some people are just so naturally funny, like everything that comes out of their mouth will send you laughing so hard, you actually have tears in your eyes.. and she keeps going.. my cheeks hurt from laughing so hard!
It was quite the experience and a learning curve in this business. We are looking forward to a HUGE gig in photographing the employees (an estimated 800) of Conoco Phillips in 2 weeks! And yes, I'm panicking just thinking about it! I have to remind myself to take deep breathes.
Hmm.. I could sum up this day up with a few randomized words... "truck, pole, freakin' out, work, goodbye party, moody, accidentally deleted, socializing rather than scrapping at a crop, home at midnight, guilt for leaving the kids, looking forward to Monday...
So my Saturday started when I backed my truck into a pole (that you clearly can't miss) but for some reason I did.. I was in a minor state of shock watching my life flash before my eyes while glimpses of corpses hidden beneath a mound of snow come to mind. Needless to say... after my, what seemed to feel like an Anaphylactic shock followed by a moment of epiphany, I was fine, no one was hurt, and my car was in tact.
(I'd insert a picture here, but "Steph" didn't email me back! wink, wink)
Of course that little moment accompanied by lack of sleep, set the moody-mood for the rest of the day. I was mouthy that day and there was no holding back. Of course, people thought it was hilarious that tiny little me had a mouth of a giant. The store held a goodbye crop party for Ms. Heidi-Tidy, she's got a one way ticket to Misery (Missouri). Although I never scrap at these events, I socialized. Then I'm still haunted by the shrieks of woman scorned (slightly exxagerated by sounds good) Ms. Erica, who asked me for help and I accidently deleted 4 pages of the homework she's been working on. She says she's not mad.. her scorned glazed could have said otherwise. I get home well past midnight, the kids have clearly enjoyed being home without parents, and as Isabel hugs me like she hasn't seen me in years, I feel a wave of guilt for leaving them behind. Monday could not come any sooner..
Sunday, Dec. 7
Tired. Cleaning. Mushy/Slippery Outside. Photoshoots. Editing Photos. It's 1:30 am.. I'm going to bed! I ain't Superwoman! Well not today at least!