Waterlogue Phone App

SWAP SPOILER ALERT – If you’re in a swap with me now you may not want to see this post.

I love photography. I love getting just the right shot for something. I don’t care if it takes 25 photos to get THAT ONE PHOTO. I’ll do it. And thanks to digital photography I’m not wasting any money developing 24 photos I don’t want!

I’ve been experimenting with a phone app called Waterlogue. Here are a few of the results. Enjoy!

There are 5 photos in total for this post.

  • The first two are of a crocheted angel on our fireplace mantel; the photo as is and the photo modified.
  • The second set of two are of sari silk fiber; the photo as is and the photo modified.
  • The last photo, modified, is a stack of books by one of my favorite knitting authors, Melissa Leapman.

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Thank you for stopping by!

Slow Down, Settle In

Slow down and settle in. You’re in for a long post.

I started a new job last July and 5 months later I know I made the right decision to move from accounting/finance to front desk/tenant services coordinator. Finally, after working for over 30 years I found the job I need. Notice I said NEED? I’m not making the amount of money I did when I worked at that ‘other’ place for 25 years, no where near it. But I’m the happiest job-wise than I’ve been in decades. Seriously.

When I first started at the second company I worked at for almost 3 years, I thought that was probably ‘the one’ I’d retire from. I love numbers and the place was a fun one. So combine numbers plus fun and it must be a good place to work, a fun place to be. Not so for me. Not after about 6 months when the rose-colored glasses came off. I won’t disparage the company – I was without an income for two weeks when I was offered the job so gratitude is appropriate here. However, by the time I hit the one year mark I was already itching to leave.

Then I wound up developing new skills and learning new processes after that year, and this kept me intrigued (and with a paycheck) for another 9 or 10 months…still not happy during that time, though. People talking about others behind their backs, rules being exceptions more than the opposite, lack of consistency in processes, etc. I don’t deal well with that. So I started looking elsewhere.

My first goal was to go back to accounting. That’s what I’ve done since 1984 so that’s what I should do, right? Keep doing what I’ve been doing, right? Wrong. After a few months of no success in finding a new job (even with a staffing company helping me), I had to rethink things.

What about all the jobs that I’d had throughout my career? There were various types of accounting roles, of course, but I’d also done a lot of other things. So the key question was, when was I the happiest, contributed the most and felt truly worthy? I realized that being organized, coordinating, having face to face interaction with others, and utilizing my communication skills were the kinds of things that I truly enjoyed, and which made my life flow so much more peacefully.

That changed how I needed to look for a new job and how my resume was set up. I couldn’t very well have all of this accounting and finance info right at the forefront of the resume if I’m not looking for that kind of job. So I rewrote my resume – again and again and again. Until it was right for the new kind of role I desired.

So I started looking for coordinator, administrative type roles. I’d noticed the company that I’m working for now previously when looking for an accounting position. I liked that it was global and in a field I’d never been exposed to before. But hadn’t seen anything appealing to date. Then I saw the tenant services coordinator role. Bingo. That’s it. That’s the one. That’s what I want to do now. I need to do that. NEED to do that.

I spent over 12 hours prepping for a job interview I hadn’t even been offered yet. Googled this, Binged that, etc…I was ready. Then I got the call to go for an interview. Heavens, I thought I was so nervous heading to the interview (which, by the way, I had to bring a change of clothes for work right after because my job was in a very casually dressed environment – if I showed up there in dress slacks and a jacket the gig would be up – they didn’t know I was even looking for a job) and yet I realized I wasn’t. I was excited!

The interview was like talking with someone over coffee. We had a really good connection and chemistry and I left feeling good about the interview.

I went to work and got off the floor above where my group was located and used the ladies room there to change. Later that afternoon I received an email from the interviewer asking for my references. The next morning 3 of the 4 people were contacted. That same afternoon I was offered the position. Holy crap.

Bim. Bam. Boom. Now I have to dress up like the real adults do! Only Monday – Thursday, Friday is jeans day. :-)

It’s taken a few months to learn the language of property management and commercial real estate and I continue to learn all the time. I’m exposed to some of the accounting aspects that the other three members of my team work on but they aren’t my main responsibility. And I’m okay with that. In fact, I’m REALLY okay with that. I still love numbers. But I have to admit, I love being the person the tenants have to talk to first (usually). I enjoy meeting the tenants and dealing with the day to day crises (and non-crisis issues). It involves problem solving, it involves others – like the engineers, and it’s keeping my brain engaged.

I hope I am fortunate enough to be able to stay in this field in a similar, if not same, role until I retire. Whenever that might be. The people I work with in the office are golden – funny, tenacious, hard working, great individual contributors and team players. They’re all younger than me and we all just gel together so well. I’m not sure how we lucked out on that but I can’t say a bad thing about any of them. (My other jobs, well, we’ll just leave that issue alone. It’s past tense anyway, right?)

One of the things I’m working on now is a newsletter for the tenants. Sort of a way to keep them in the loop on tenant issues, events going on in the city, contacts in the property management office, all sorts of things. I’m so excited about writing it. But now I have to come up with a name for the newsletter! Perhaps knitting for a bit will help me come up with a name. That sounds like a grand idea; I think I’ll go do that. :-)

One last, very important thing before I sign off.

It’s been 3 months almost since my mom passed away. Sometimes it seems like it was just yesterday. Sounds cliche, I know. But there’s a lot of truth to it. I’m doing pretty well but keep my grieving mostly to myself and a few good friends and my loving husband. I’m not expressing how I’m really feeling on Facebook or even here in my blog. I can’t and I won’t for a number of reasons. It’s such a private thing to grieve and I have a lot of emotions coursing through me at any given time. So for all intents and purposes on Facebook or Twitter, I’m fine.

I do appreciate people inquiring how I am; please know that I’m doing as fine as I can be. Life is full of hills and valleys and I can make my way on this journey. I know I can.

Thank you for coming by.

Enjoy your day!

Mom 8.31.2014

Part of my hesitancy in putting out a new blog post the last couple of months is that I feel I have to explain where I’ve been since the last one (nearly 6 months ago now). But that’s just me putting pressure on myself. So I don’t have to listen that, right? Good, so I won’t.

But I do have a LOT to talk about. I won’t cover everything here because then you’d be reading for about a week. Really, I’m not kidding. Instead, I’ll just talk about a recent event. That seems more appropriate to me because well, of all that’s gone on in the last 6 months, this is THE most important. And it happened less then two weeks ago.

My mom died.

She died on August 31st, 2014 at the age of 70 (she would have been 71 on October 30th) and we had a memorial service/celebration of life for her on September 7th.

And you know what? I’m so terribly sad. I think she’d be okay with me being sad but I also think she’d want me to be relieved for her that she’s no longer in such agony and discomfort. And I get that, I do. It’s going to take awhile, but I know I’ll get there. I’ll rely on my tremendously supportive husband, my dear closest friends, and my loving family. We’ll all rely on each other, we’ll cope and we’ll find our way through this journey together, no matter long it takes.

I have to say something because it’s been on my mind so strongly and for so long now. And I’ve said it to a few people and had discussions with others. But I’m saying this here and now, loud and clear.

No one, I repeat, NO ONE should ever have to experience any sort of memory affliction. It’s evil and it eats away at the person you once knew. It morphs them into a different person. And while you still love this person, deep down it’s not ever quite the same feeling, it’s so different I can’t even explain it. It didn’t lessen my love for my mom, not at all. But it did break my heart.

Admittedly, our family was a bit lucky in that regard because once in a while, when you least expected it, mom talked clear as a bell! It may have only been a word or two or three, or if you were lucky, four or five. But by gosh, you knew she KNEW what she was talking about. And then it was back to not being able to communicate and witnessing her obvious frustration. That’s what makes me the saddest. This woman was such a delight to talk with and be around, so to have speech and thought taken away from her was downright cruel.

I know what some people are thinking. You’re thinking that what I should probably be saddest about is that she isn’t here any longer, and believe me that does sadden me, so deeply I can’t even express it properly. But I’m also profoundly affected by the fact that I can no longer talk to the woman who raised me and my two siblings. The delightful woman that I haven’t been able to talk to for a number of years the way we used to, because of this stupid and cruel disease. I know it seems like these are one and the same thing, her being gone and my not being able to talk to her, but there’s a difference. I just can’t explain it.

I can cope and I will, with the help of others. But I will forever be missing a part of my very being with her no longer here on earth.

I love you, mommy. Forever and ever.

(I’m the child on her lap. This is circa 1968.)

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Hubert H. Humphrey Metrodome Comes Down

I started taking photos of the demolition of the Metrodome from the light rail train a few weeks ago, and the last ones were taken yesterday, 3/5/2014. I thought others might want to see them which is why I’m posting them. Having said that, this is a photo intensive post. Have patience while they load.

I do wish I’d taken a photo before the demolition started but if you’re interested in that, just Google it.

Also, I took these usually while the train was moving and as you’ll see, the doors and windows often obscured the clarity and precision. But the point is you can see it coming down bit by bit, sadly. I’ll add more photos in a part two post if I am able to take more before it’s all completely demolished. <Click on any picture to see it larger.>

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Goody Giveaway!

Where did the last 11 months go? Sheesh. I feel like June was so much more recent than reality. But you know what makes all of that worth it? Knitting. Because for me it’s not only therapeutic but every project feels like a new journey. Maybe that’s why I like starting projects; it’s a new journey and time to play!

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Today I was reviewing some of my own posts and out of the blue I came across a blogger who had ‘liked’ a post I put out some time ago. And I remembered I meant to check out her blog after that, all’s fair, right?. Well, I finally went there today and lo and behold she just happens to be hosting a giveaway.

I’ve entered every way I could, with the exception of Tumblr, but I may still get an account today to have an entry with that because she’s giving away some really cool stuff. And I’ve love to win me some goodies.

Maybe you want to try as well! Below is the link – give it a whirl!

Click here to go to the giveaway: Agujus – Giveaway

DIY: Photo Board

I would really like to give credit where credit is due, but I can’t for the life of me remember where I first saw this project. And I can’t remember exactly how they did it, I had to just go from memory (which worked out just fine, as you’ll see). If someone has seen this idea elsewhere, please provide the link in a comment so that I can attribute credit. Thank you!

In a nutshell, what I wanted was a surface to place objects on to photograph them, approximately 18″ x 12″.  I wanted it to have a light colored side and a dark one. I wasn’t concerned about the condition of the final board, in other words, I’m all for it becoming distressed throughout its life. I think that will only add to the look of the photos themselves.

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Supplies:

  • 18 – 12″ long paint stir sticks (our local hardware store gave to me for free)
  • hot glue gun and glue sticks
  • heavy duty glue
  • paint  – I purchased the sample sizes , 8 ounces each, from our local hardware store at $3 each and I have enough left over to make about 10 more boards
  • blade / scraper
  • clamps
  • wax paper
  • small paint brush
  • newspaper or other surface for working on (I used my cutting mat because it’s two sided and one side was getting pretty worn)

This is so simple that I’m just going to do a quick 1, 2, 3 for you. The final board is a length of sticks glued together, with 2 sticks on each long edge, both sides, glued. See photos for clarification.

  1. For the base, using your hot glue gun, glue the edges of the sticks together until you are satisfied with the size of your board. I just put a dot of hot glue at both ends, knowing the length of the board will have sticks across them, securing everything. So no need to go wild with the hot glue the entire length of each stick.
  2. Take a blade and scrape off any bits of dried glue that are showing (mine isn’t perfect even after scraping, but yours could be!).
  3. Wait an hour to let the hot glue set. I used a low heat gun so I definitely wanted to give it time to set.
  4. Paint the sticks you’ve just glued, both sides. TIP – place a large piece of wax paper or newspaper under your board when you paint it, if you’re crazy enough like me to use your cutting mat. Just a good way to protect it and still have it for future DIY projects.
  5. Paint the edge sticks as well (we bought two yard sticks and cut them each in half).
  6. Apply the heavy duty glue on the edges, placing the edge sticks across the board sticks.
  7. Clamp – place a bit of wax paper under each clamp so the clamp doesn’t remove paint when you remove the clamp.
  8. Let set 24 hours.
  9. Ta da! You too, will have a photo board!

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One side of our sticks had the store’s name on it, the other side was blank. But it didn’t matter because I planned to paint both sides. Here are all the sticks glued together, ready to be painted.

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Ta da! A board for your photography!

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