Well it's been 4 long months of ups and downs. Mostly downs. I have finally delivered the last of 58 shots that I did in their entirety for a freelance project. So how do I feel about it? Relief, elation, mission accomplished, sad, happy? No not really any of those things. Maybe some of that will come later. Right now I just feel nothing. It is as if I came to the end of a 100 mile run and simply stopped running, got into my car, and drove to work. When I look back over my career I can easily call out the worst places I've worked. There are really only two that come to mind. Curiously, they are on paper what you would expect to be the best places to work. One was in Irvine, the other San Clemente. Both beautiful places that I would have loved to move to. This project just put my house as the single worst place I've ever worked. This project was a soul crushing experience that tested me far beyond my limits. I never want to do something like that again. The next project will likely start in a month or so.
Got some exercise this morning. It's been a long time since I've been able to do that. Weeks. Amazing how fast fitness gets lost at my advanced age. It'll be fun getting it back. I truly treasure the 30-60 minutes I have in the morning when I have the house all to myself before going to work. It is the only time I can call my own.