So you’ll notice that there haven’t been a ton of pictures around these parts lately. Hell, there haven’t been a lot of WORDS either, 
but the chaos of moving out of the house for 9 weeks, then moving back into a half construction zone has made my life insane. I’m out of sorts, off my game, and only just starting to get back into the swing of things.
One of the worst things that happens when you go through a remodel is that you end up living in survival mode. Out of our space and comfort zone I stopped cooking real meals, stopped writing and most of all, stopped taking pictures. This totally sucks because I LOVE taking pictures of the kids. They change every single day and the Peanut is now becoming more and more little girl and less and less baby.
Even worse than not having the time or wherewithal to capture all of these moments? Not having the ability to because my big, beautiful D7000 Nikon is BROKEN. Ugh, even just writing that makes me twitchy. Apparently it’s a known problem (that wasn’t known when I bought it a year and a half ago) that the D7000 has a problem with back focusing. This means that when I take pictures of my kids and focus on their faces, it’s generally the tree behind them that gets the focus point.
See? The tree looks great. My kids, not so much.
It’s annoying and SO frustrating, especially for someone who is desperately trying to get better at taking photos. I took it to get fixed at one of the ONLY repair shops in CA (huh? Explain THAT one) when I was down in San Diego. They confirmed that indeed, it was back focusing by a LOT and fixed it. Hooray! I thought my problems were solved until I started taking pictures in NY and realized that nope, still a little off. Thank goodness for the repair shop, because they guarantee their work and all I have to do now is send it back and they will fix it for free.
But I have to send it. In a box. In the mail.
The horror.
Yes, I know that I’ll pack it well and ensure it to make sure that it’s covered, but people… I’ve never put something so expensive in a box and handed it to a FedEx guy. Especially something that has been helping me document my children and my life for years.
