When I got home from work today, there was a box on the island for me. How very exciting. Of course, I knew exactly what it was because I ordered it and I tracked it once it was shipped. No surprises there.
I have a very serious self-portrait problem. I’m really very bad at taking them. (Exhibit A: my numerous attempts on that trip to Boston two years ago.) It takes every ounce of brainpower I have to get my eyes looking in the right place, and then I don’t have any left over to click the button, so I look at the camera to find the button and then I can’t find where I’m supposed to look again.
Here’s attempt #2 (the winner above was #4):
I need to take lessons. Or just quit trying. I can’t figure out how to keep the phone out of the picture.