Week Six
The weather hasn't been great this week- that didn't last long, as usual. Time to put on the thermal underwear and brace ourselves for 9 months of winter. Not been walking that much either. So was struggling for some images to post. Well from the outside world anyway. But I managed to scramble three images together. The first above is of the kids watching TV. Not a good photo but more symbolic of the change from playing outdoors to staying in. As always they sit as close as they can get.
A guy is coming soon to put the TV on the wall. I wouldn't trust myself to do it as I'd probably get up one morning and find it face down on the floor with a great gaping hole in the wall. Besides that I don't have a drill. My dad wanted to do it but thoughts of an array of 9 inch nails protruding out the side of the flat made me dissuade him. The reason for putting it up on the wall is more for peace of mind as they run about so much I am just waiting for the TV to go crashing over. Also it will mean that unlike this image here they cannot sit so close to it. They seem to get closer and closer.
My wife asked me to take some photos of her as she needed a new profile pic for Facebook. I didn't need asking twice. So I took a few which is restricted in this place as there is not a lot of room and even less natural light. Got roughly what I wanted. After selecting about 6 I processed them in different ways. This one was my favourite of the lot but my wife chose another one. I was actually quite happy with this one mainly because its decent for a compact camera and I think few would guess my wife was sitting on the back of a couch propped against an orange wall in a living room.
Lastly my big ugly mug all unshaven and messy. An indication of procrastination. The reason my wife is harping in my ear all the time and my stubborn streak refuses to budge even though my face is damn itchy. I've always been like that. Its not an endearing quality. I will shave but only when I feel its my choice to do so- sooner the better. Deep down its about control. Control being my own free will rather than someone thinking they can direct me. Stubborn bugger.
I don't mind getting my photo taken as long as I don't have to look at it. A lot of people are like that. A lot of people just see all their faults. Others though don't. Some people can't stop looking at themselves. Nothing wrong with that. If you have the confidence why not? And its not just beautiful people. I admire people who are not so beautiful but don't care. They are happy not to conform. If I had the choice to be beautiful but self-conscious or a non-conformist ugger I'd choose the latter because beauty does not guarantee you will be happy with your appearance, even some beautiful people hate the way they look.
Contentment is a great thing. Just wish I could find it. For the moment I don't really want to post pics of myself here but for once I'll make an exception because this was taken by my oldest daughter who takes a lot of good photos regardless of the subject matter. And on another note I don't want to be posting photos not taken by me either. But again I make the exception. Well mainly because its been a quiet week.
