The Best Laid Plans

The best laid schemes o’ mice an’ men / Gang aft a-gley. – Robert Burns, To A Mouse

I had a big shoot (and a couple of little ones) scheduled for yesterday, and though we got some great stuff, it seemed like it was one of those days where rolling with the punches was the order of the day. I’ve got a lot of work to do on the photos, mostly because I seem to have been off my technical game in a big way. It happens.

We never got to the tub, but it’s gorgeous, and I hope to use it sometime in the future.

I was hoping the evening would improve and went to a party. It was a great party, it seemed, but I’m just not in the right head space for all that, and spent most of the evening curled up alone on a couch in a quieter part of the house, then left early. But leave it to my dear friend who’s hosting me this week to pick up my spirits; when I got back to his place, we popped a bottle of red (and then another) and hung out ’til 3AM. So there’s that.

Happy Valentine’s Day, I guess.