Waiting my turn in the queue

I turn my head up to the sky, I focus one thought at a time

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A day gone wrong :) November 28, 2009

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I woke (or was woken) up at 8.45am after yet another night of very little sleep. Mum wanted to let me know that she was going to work now (she goes to work everyday, I don’t know why she felt the need to wake me to tell me). So, I decided I’d get up and call my cousin as we had planned to do her newborn photos. She wasn’t at home and said she’d be home soon so I was to go over at 10am. I got there at 10.10am as I went to get gas and cakes, the shop messed up the cakes as there was no barcode and the staff were in a frenzy trying to find the barcode labels, eventually I said forget the cakes and just got the gas. Anyways, I realised I didnt know my cousins apartment number, so I called her from outside her building… no answer. I got my stuff out the car, figuring she must just be busy with the baby and am now standing outside her apartment with a beanbag and two giant carrier bags filled with blankets and fairy wings. I look like a freak 😀 Its very windy and my hair is getting pretty messed up. So, I called her again, still no answer. three calls, three text messages and 30 minutes later, I gave up. I went over to my friend Nicis house. Which wasn’t so bad as she was giving me money from her sister for the photoshoot I did for them 🙂 I text my cousin again to say I’d waited but now I’d gone to my friends house. Eventually I got a text from beki (my cousin) to say ’33 x’ which Nici worked out was her apartment number 😀 I didn’t figure that one out. So around 11.30 I went over to my cousins.
When I got there the baby was sleeping. They called her Mercedes by the way. They didn’t want to wake her (I explained she’d be sleeping in most of the photos anyway.. but still, mustn’t move her til shes awake 8) ). So time ticked by, eventually Dan (the dad) got annoyed and said he’d have to wake her as it was taking too long. Well soooorrry I’m getting in his way! (Sarcasm.) I set up my stuff near the window, suggested some ideas of poses etc to them, they weren’t really impressed and said they just wanted some like the hospital photographer did of Jordan (my cousins first child). Well those photos were awful 😀 I can’t do that… Most baby photos are done nude or in a diaper. But nope, not Mercedes. She would catch a cold… Yawn. Sure, I’m trying to kill your baby guys. Grr. They insisted I photograph her in a pink sleepsuit. It was hideous. I suggested outfit changes but they were having none of it. By this point I was getting really frustrated. I’d gone there to do a FREE photoshoot and was being rushed and unappreciated. Anyways, I did a couple of photos, a few different poses. I wasn’t particularly happy with the photos. I suggested doing a photos of her in Dads hands, he reluctantly agreed but he was so clumsy with her that we gave up. In the meantime I got a text from another friend, Carrie. I replied to her to ask if she’d had lunch. She said yes but she was still hungry and asked if I was thinking of pizza, which I was 😀 I said I was annoyed and hungry. I made excuses and left Beki, saying sorry I couldn’t stay for very long, she replied ‘Oh you’ve been here ages!’ I’d been there not even 2 hours.
So I went to Carries, we ordered Pizza as I didn’t feel like going anywhere. I took some photos of her boys, which were awful 😀 I was having a bad day, the results were bound to be awful! And I enjoyed the pizza. I was starving.
I drove home around 3.30pm. I came in the door to see glitter, sequins and torn fabric all over the floor. The dogs had eaten my pretty butterfly photo prop. Which wasn’t cheap 😀 Nice doggies. So frustrated I let them out, and went upstairs, shut myself in my room so I could upload my terrible photos and go on the internet for a while. But NO. Internet had been disconnected.
And later that night I discovered my filling that was only done a month ago has fallen out 😀

The end.