I was going through old pictures today and came across a bunch that I took for a post way back in February.
Looking back, that post was appropriately titled “Feeling Mallowdramatic”. Well folks, I am happy to report that I feel ‘mallowdramatic’ no more. It was amazing to sit back today and reflect on how much my life has changed over the past few months.
During that time I was working the evening and night shifts. It was terrible and was certainly taking its toll on me. I did these crazy shifts for a few years and called it quits shortly after this post (in March, to be precise). It was just costing me too much of myself, my health, my relationships and my sanity. Those were yucky times indeed.
Since I was working during the night (from 11 pm to 7 am) it meant that I was sleeping during the day. I remember the day that I took these photos. I slept all morning, got up around 13:00 in the afternoon to take a few photos, and then went back to sleep for a few more hours. Think of it as getting up around 3 am to do something.
Since it was the heart of winter, days were very short – which leaves very little daylight for taking half decent photos. That day was grey and cloudy out and I couldn’t find good light anywhere in the house. I remember crouching on the floor in front of the sliding doors in my kitchen to take these pictures. I swear I can still feel the mat digging into my shins. I was determined, but also frustrated and tired.
It has now been 6 months since I stopped working those night shifts and I can honestly say that I feel like a new person! This summer has been incredible and I feel that I am much more myself these days.
I am able to explore my creativity, have a decent social life, see daylight and go to bed at the same time as my husband. When I first quit that job my dad told me it would take a while for me to get it out of my system.
So today, standing on the other side of this story I can look back and say that it it feels so incredibly good to have gotten all that yuckiness out of my system!
Back then I used cooking and taking photos as an escape – it created a happy bubble for me. Maybe it was even a survival tactic.
I distinctly remember puttering around in the kitchen to make these marshmallows. It was a Sunday afternoon. I had just bought my new camera. I wore my favourite Kaalkop apron. And the marshmallows were one big, sticky mess. I was so thrilled!
After all this time and changes in my life, you know what has NOT changed? My love for marshmallows and their inherent awesomeness!
Now that days are getting cooler and shorter I may need to whip up some of these marshmallows again… and a side of hot cocoa would be an absolute necessity.