Peacocks Don't Half-A$$ Anything
Did you know that peacocks are a symbol for integrity? I needed that in large doses this week. Not because of all the craziness in our world necessarily, but for my business and for my self esteem. I was soooo scared to do those flipping peacock wings--you have NO idea how many internal conversations I had with myself to get them done (and a couple of shots of whiskey to help those conversations along). I so very nearly said 'screw it' and just fudged the wings, but this was for two of our very best friends, and I didn't want to half-ass it. I decided to try it first--and only fudge as a second resort. I'm so glad I did, although it took approximately one hour per wing. Definitely worth it in the end, though.
As for the drone business...I think I'm over it. I love tech. I love art. Drones would be a brilliant blend of both if not for all the maybes and ifs and potential harm to humans and property. I had my first flyaway this past week. ON A JOB SITE. At least it didn't crash into the gas tanks--but I completely lost my drone. As in, I told the drone to go right and it started going right, then abruptly turned left and rose higher until it hit the top of some trees, and possibly into the field behind the timber. The site was a huge wind tunnel, so I shouldn't have shot it alone (my first, but not only mistake...). I got a ton of footage on Day 1, but had to go back a 2nd day because of weather... and that is when I lost Pepe the Drone. I wanted to just give up on the spot. Give the footage I already captured to our client and not charge for it. After I had a temper tantrum and then a breather, I decided to take our back-up drone, Andrea, and my husband so we could have one eye on the bird and one eye on the camera, to finish the job. We finished it. Turned out brilliant with the 2-day course of footage. Still...I think I'm over droning. Lupus flare has turned ugly after all of that stress, we've searched for Pepe on 3 different occasions with no luck, and I don't think my health is worth it. The client is happy, however, and I guess integrity is my word for the week, because I didn't have it in me to just give up. I would have borrowed a drone before giving them a half-assed job.
One more bout of integrity for the week, and I am integritied out. Even though my legs, life, body and entire world are a mess, I've been keeping up with the ViRALL miles! Nikki and I clocked about 4.2 miles on Friday, and I walked 3 other days despite vasculitis, migraines and a major case of the blues. I think walking and art are the only things that kept me halfway sane this week, to be honest. I NEEDED to walk. Running and playing piano used to be my biggest escapes and I think walking and art are starting to slide into that role at this juncture. Anyway, after all of the stress, hassle and malaise...I do have a reward.
Tada! I look tired af, but...I have lost 7 lbs. since I decided to speed walk! YAY!