So this is life

I woke up this morning thinking of the to-do list I compiled over the weekend of outside work tasks. And then I started thinking about work and building the to-do list for things there. And I suddenly realized my life is a series of unending, incompletable to do lists. No matter how many things I finish, they are never done. There's always a new list waiting in the wings.

I suppose that kind of is life, in some ways. (I refuse to accept that that is life in all ways. How boring would that be!) And there are some upsides to that concept. But on a Monday morning when you just want to hit snooze, I gotta tell you, it's not very motivating. And it definitely can't compete with my bed.

Broken streaks

In case you hadn't heard, there was a big eclipse today. While I wasn't so avid about it that I went to where there was a totality, I did go check it out. As predicted, it was more entertaining to watch everyone watching the eclipse. Not that it wasn't cool, but the people part was pretty funny. And fun.

Anyway, I deliberately made the choice not to take my nice camera*, but I did grab my phone in case there were any great people watching moments. And a good thing, too, because I would have been really bored just staring at the thing non-stop.**

So, I goofed off with my phone camera, which isn't that great of a camera, but I did get some interesting effects. 

There were cool rays and the whole crescent-shadows from a tree effect, which were fun and interesting to take.

And then I realized that I had taken some selfies. I'm not a selfie person. I don't know that I've ever taken a selfie before. If I have, I can't remember it and it was probably with a niece or nephew who was playing with the camera. But certainly not on purpose. I've been in them when other people have taken them, which also doesn't count. I have taken pictures of myself, but I've done it with a tripod and remote shutter release, so I don't think those count. But an actual selfie? Never! Until now. Streak over. 

I figure it's okay though, because it's all in the name of science. And once-in-a-lifetime occasions (so they say). And my face is pretty much invisible because of the lighting. So, I guess if you have to end a streak, this wasn't a bad way to go.

*I already had too much stuff to carry. Besides, I knew the rest of the world would have great pictures and stuff. 

**I suspect the total eclipse would have been a different experience. 

This little piggy likes freedom

Just before all my traveling, I listened to a Freakonomics podcast about shoes in which they recommended going barefoot more often. So, when I went through security at the airport and found myself barefoot, I figured, "Hey, what's the rush to put my shoes on?" And I went up the escalator and all the way to my gate in my bare, unstockinged feet. I felt like such a rebel.

Tonight on my way home from the Library, I decided it would be a terrible waste of nice green grass (which is a pretty amazing commodity in my neck of the woods) so I whipped off my sandals and unleashed my little piggies. It felt really nice.

So go a little crazy and bare your feet. It's pretty fun!*

*Although, I do recommend keeping your tetanus shot up to date. I was barefooting it around my complex doing laundry and stepped on what I thought was a stick. I later realized whatever I stepped on punctured my foot. And hours later I remembered they had been re-roofing my building. So, yeah. Be current on your shots.