It's true. And, I said it last night. Jocelyn said I should write it down and put it on Pinterest! So, as an experiment, I will. I said it because I was being whined at for being "so mean!" because I told Ed it was time to go home. Turns out he was in the middle of watching "The Santa Clause, 2." Once I figured out that was what the real problem was I told him to get over it, and "why don't you just go ask grandma if you can borrow it?" while shaking my head and rolling my eyes. Hey, I was done.
I also decided after a conversation with cousin Jimmy on Thanksgiving, that I should use my camera more often, and let the results be what they may. I could write a whole post titled "Psychological Ramifications of the Quest of Mastering Basic Photography While Combating the Hyper Critical Self," but if you notice the first six letters of that are PSYCHO.
Anyways, watch for me to be busting out my camera more. I will get over the self inflicted feeling of being intrusive and that I'm not any good. And, I will also realize when you expect every picture to be perfect, you set the standard so high that you quit taking any pictures.