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Photo Friday: Batteries

This morning, we got an invitation from a friend to go to tonight’s Friday Night at the ROM. Normally, we’re always up for things when people invite us out, especially on a Friday evening. And I thought this event looked like fun!

The Husband turned him down. Instead, we’re opting for a quiet evening with chicken legs, beets, sweet potato fries, salad and our puppies at our feet. Probably some X-Files on Netflix. Probably (hopefully) a little writing.


I often feel like I’m teetering on the edge of burn-out. I used to think I just needed to get used to my life. Then, I used to think that this problem was solved by spending some time alone, doing nothing but the things I want to do. Perhaps I have changed, or perhaps I just never fully understood myself, but I’ve learned that spending time alone may pull me back from the edge, but it doesn’t turn me around and set me right for another week. Rather, this burn-out directly correlates to the amount of time I get to spend with my husband. Alone. Just the two of us. I feel like that makes me sound kind of dependent and, in a way, I am. I’m not ashamed of it. I don’t believe it makes me any less of a strong woman. It’s not the kind of dependence that requires me to consult him for every decision I make. It’s not the kind of dependence that means I hang mutely off his arm, supporting only his endeavours and having none of my own.

It’s the kind of dependence that a camera has on its battery. He’s my battery. Thinking more about this, I think everyone has a battery.

  • It may be a person, but not necessarily a spouse. (I’m seeing a different sort of battery – my ‘bestie‘ – tomorrow.) 
  • It may be an animal. (Mocha is a battery. Kingsley… Kingsley will be one day. Pekoe is my first animal battery, and therefore the sweetest. In fact, I might argue that cats make a better battery than dogs, what with their purring and all.) 
  • It may be a place. (Most likely the place defined as ‘home’. A place that feels undeniably comfortable, that is somehow special or important. Or, a place that provides creativity and inspiration.) 
  • It may be an activity. (Photography? Writing? Painting? Designing? Um. Coding?)

After the week I’ve just had full of obligations and visits and social activities, as fun as they all may be, I need to recharge.

What or who is your battery?

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