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:: Monday, July 23, 2007 ::
Here's a pic I took of my peace roses at twilight, just after a fire-in-the-sky sunset and having worked in the yard nearly until last light. It's a little out of focus because my digital camera couldn't decide whether to far-focus on the house or near-focus on the roses, so it seems to have split the difference and compromised itself. I was losing the light too quickly to fuck with the camera menus and settings, so this is it. If only photographs could capture scents as well.... These are intensely 'tea' roses-- hybrids by gardeners' standards, but lovely and delicious-smelling nonetheless.
After spending yesterday mostly in the studio doing music and film, I got out and did chores today and it felt really good: washed the car, mowed the lawn, did a little pruning and watering, mopped the front porch, took the car in for its pre-trip servicing, sent off some mail, paid the bills through the end of August, and did all of the laundry. And that was all this afternoon. This morning, with my coffee, I managed to clear over 10GB of space on my 250GB raid drives in the main tower. I'm looking to clear 100-- major housecleaning to make the main raid drives exclusive to the documentary-- the external 250GB drive is just too slow to access anything on the fly and should be kept for storage of more static files or an emergency dump space. I guess I've gotten used to how fast the raid rives are and can't stand anything at 5400 rpm any more. So I'm putting stuff on discs.
What that means is another lesson in letting go. The reason I've kept some of these projects open and on the drive is that I've thought of them as "unfinished" or "mostly done, but I want to make a couple of changes when I can get to it." Some I still will, but others are going to have to stand, as I move on to more pressing things. This is a major issue for me, the Virgo perfectionist. I'm going to have to call some of my work "done" without feeling like I've done everything the way I've wanted to on it. But keeping projects open like that often anchors me too heavily to the past when I need to be dragging my efforts into the now. Deep breaths and let it go.
:: Anne 9:02 PM [smartass remarks] ::
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