February 26, 2020

Nothing’s wrong. Don’t freak out. But I’m already back on here. This must be some sort of record or something. For me, anyway. 

I mostly just needed a break from editing the more than 300 photos I took over the weekend of my new crochet items. You know what they say, “3 hours of photographing means 900 billion of editing!” Not really, this is just what it feels like right now. I’m fortunate to have amassed a passable setup which includes tiles, a tripod, and a lighting tent. Most fortunate of all, though, is that my house has a shit ton of natural light. Which is my favorite feature of all. I learned a long time ago in a faraway place that editing can’t really make up for a well-taken photograph. I live by this and strive to meet this ideal. 

So that’s fun. 

In other news, I’ve gone ahead and made the gut-wrenching decision to discontinue my oil-based scrubs. They are all gone. Or they are supposed to be. I’m sure that I will run across some of them as I go over and over, but they have all been disposed of at this point. There just isn’t the demand for them over the emulsified scrubs and the stand-up pouches had become difficult to source at a reasonable price. 

Additionally, there are new items that are on sale on the Kiss My Scrubs side of the coin. These will be coming with me to markets until they are gone. So, if you want some, order them. Maybe they will be reincarnated as soap. Who knows.

That’s all I have at this point. I hope you are having a wonderful week and are caught up on your sleep. Unlike everyone in my little family. Parenting is a rough road. 

Talk soon,

Carmin