Have you noticed that all I have time for lately are these Instagram photos? I figure it's better than nothing.
Yep. I'm up to my eyeballs in pictures from my little hobby-gone-wild. Every night, after the girls are in bed, I can be found editing pictures with a glass of wine sitting right next to me. I do this until I start going cross-eyed and can't take it anymore, go to bed, and do it all over again the next night. I have three more weekends left until I'm done for the season. Not gonna lie, I'm ready for a break. REALLY ready. I can't wait until I can actually relax before going to bed--watch t.v. without a computer in my lap, catch up on my growing pile of US Weekly magazines, or just sit and stare at the wall because I can.
Enough with the bitching. Sigh.
I have a stockpile of pictures of my own babies that are waiting to be posted. I swear I'll get to them. Eventually.
In the meantime, Instagram, it is.
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