I actually just got off the phone with you. But since it is past midnight my time, I will call this day 5. Chances are I will finish this post tomorrow morning or afternoon anyway.
So I was thinking of the fact that it is my turn to send you pictures.
(I was in the bathroom while we were having this conversation. Which means that, because of the echo, the whole house probably heard. From an outsider’s perspective [in this case, Jaymes and Iya’s], I can only imagine what they think when we say that we are exchanging pictures. But whatever.)
Every now and then I do make an effort to take one, but they don’t come out right for several reasons so the majority don’t make it to your inbox.
Poor lighting is an easy excuse. But really, the main reason is that I live in a household of six. It is very difficult to take a picture of yourself in private. Anyone could walk in at any given moment. And even if I were to do it when I was home alone… there’s no telling when someone would arrive back home.
Hence, I have a lot of paranoia about getting caught taking self-portraits. (You have no idea how nerve-wracking it was to take that – um – photo session that I emailed you last week-ish. I was legit checking the driveaway every three seconds.)
Okay, Iya has no problem with taking selfies in front of other people, but come on – she’s a bigger diva than I ever will be.
But, just for you, I will make more of an effort than usual to take a picture of myself tomorrow (technically today).
18 hours later…
Haha, Anja walked in on me while I was taking pictures on my Mac. Oops.