but no dang pics to accompany.
because I lost my camera.
yargh.
I think it got lost at the airport. which absolutely KILLS me because I was a stress ball the entire time counting things, keeping track in my head, going over and over the list of things that needed to go through security so that I could not lose anything. if you know my dad you know why this is especially frustrating. he is always warning against losing things by being careless. well dad, I swear I was being anything but careless. In the line for Security, I clutched the camera along with my boarding pass and ID in one hand, while steering Petra's stroller with the other, while lugging a back pack and purse stuffed to capacity with things that wouldn't fit in my suitcase. I had this mantra of "two pairs of shoes, liquids, camera, purse, backpack, stroller" running through my mind over and over again. literally, over and over again. I was mouthing the dang thing as I loaded everything up into the little bins, struggled to hold on to a struggling Pita in a crowded, crowded security checkpoint, and as I shoved the last bit of stroller onto the conveyer belt. I got waved through, no beep, I ran to grab everything so that nothing would get lost in the rush. I grabbed "two pairs of shoes, liquids, camera, purse, backpack, stroller" and with one last look to make sure my bins were empty, I hobbled to find a seat to put humpty dumpty together again. I set everything on a chair, put up the stroller, strapped Petra in, loaded up the stuff and took a look at the chairs to make sure I hadn't left anything. I think. Thats where things get fuzzy. I know it went through security, I know I had it in my hand afterwards, but I can't remember anything for certain after that. Did I see it on the plane? Did I see it when I unpacked? I remember thinking that I would need to blog my AZ trip, and would need my camera for that, but don't remember if I ever actually saw it... can you tell this is really bothering me? Thats why I have been putting off the blogging. I was still hoping that it would turn up somewhere... in my tiny apartment... that I have already searched... three times... but maybe? I tried so hard not to lose it... I just feel like a failure.
anyways.....
Arizona was great. I loved seeing my family, I got to see almost everyone I wanted to see, Petra had a blast, and it was a great boost. thanks to Dustin and Ashley for hooking us up. We couldn't have done it without em.
thats all for now... but I am sure I will be catching up on a lot of blogging soon.
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