Wootness is: The best day EVER…

Monday, September 12, 2011

5 AM –  After 5 hours of sleep, I get up and continue to work on a presentation I need to give in the evening.

8AM – Drive 2 hours to the board meeting of the Professional Photographers of Ohio. Arrive 25 minutes late. Stop in the restroom to check my appearance and notice that I have spilled coffee on my pink shirt and the zipper of my favorite pair of jeans has broken.

4PM – Meeting has not ended, but I need to leave for my next appointment. Drive 2 hours to Dayton to speak for the Professional Photographers of Southwest Ohio.

5:45 PM – Arrive in Dayton, set up my laptop and presentation materials, run to the restroom to freshen up, drop my Droid in the toilet.

7:00 PM – The president is introducing me and suddenly hems and haws and hands me a note telling me my zipper is down.  Yeah, it’s broken, I’m hoping the end of my coffee-stained shirt will cover it up.

9:30 PM – Presentation is finished. I pack everything up and hit the road to begin the 4 hour drive home.

12 Midnight – Stop for gas and then to McDonald’s for a cup of coffee to help keep me awake. More than an hour left to drive. I get a cherry pie to munch on. Hit the highway, take a bite of the cherry pie, which proceeds to explode, spewing cherry pie filling all over the steering wheel and my lap. Grab the McDonald’s bag to get a napkin. There are no napkins. Fumble in my purse for the napkin I wrapped around the toilet-water logged Droid and use that to try and clean off the steering wheel and my lap. Cherry filling mess is too big for the napkin. Drive the remainder of the way home with sticky hands.

1:30 AM – Stumble into the house, wash my cherry-sticky hands, take off my coffee stained shirt, try to wiggle out of a pair of jeans whose zipper will not go down and land in bed. Whisper goodnight to the hubby and fall asleep in his arms.

I thoroughly enjoyed this day, even though I spent 8 hours of it in the car and the day itself lasted nearly 21 hours. The evening presentation that I gave was the final requirement for a PPA degree. I am now allowed to apply to receive the degree in January (which is subject to review and voting by the powers-that-be, so it’s not guaranteed until after the vote, but still I am very happy about this).

This is the joy that is photography. Some days you will spend crawling around on the floor photographing babies, some days you will spend locked in your office trying to get your accounting work caught up. Some days you won’t touch a camera, some days you will never want to touch a camera again. And some days you will look like you were drug through a deli.

At the end of each of these days, you will smile your happy little tired smile and drift off into happy little dreams.

This, my friend, is Wootness.