Ethnographer of my own life

A week in the life. 41 photos total that I'm keeping. No journaling. Yet. I tried to get fancy with the journaling cards in Photoshop and ended up not getting them printed out. It was a hang on to your seat kind of a week. Completely flying from one thing to the next. Work work work. No time even to make proper meals or vacuum the floor. By Friday I was out of commission with a migraine. The weekend was better though. Some downtime. Some recovery. Friends. Walks with the dog.

In the midst of the busyness I got to do some pretty cool stuff. Walk with my dog in the woods, hang out with friends at the ocean, get a package of washi tape straight from Japan, sit outside in the South End and work for a couple hours over lunch at my favorite spot, smell the blossoming trees, help a friend move, and make egg sandwiches with my husband for a late dinner.

Would have I liked more photos? Journaling? Maybe, but it is what it is. 85% more photos than I would have taken otherwise.

I'd like to do this again in the fall. Look for similarities and differences in the routine.

I did an even shorter week in the life project a few years back. Five days. Just one layout. And you know, that's actually enough. Sure, more detail would be nice but I look at that layout and it takes me right back to that time and the routine I was in then.
There is something worthwhile about studying your own life. Most importantly because life is going to change.