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A Morning in the Life of Sarah Blake
I get many emails about what my life is like and how I live so here is my day usually:
The cat wakes me up before the alarm does. She is a shit and has found something to rattle. I roll over, grumble, stretch and ask her just what the fuck she thinks she is doing. She replies with a series of meows not unlike the beloved meow mix commercial. She jumps on the bed and looks lovingly in my eyes before she bites my hand for the fist time that day. Roxie is my rescue bengal cat and she tests who is boss daily.
I stumble downstairs to the coffee maker and my mom is usually already awake and wanting to tell me about the weather. I nod, grumble as she is still speaking and start my coffee. The dogs are usually outside but when they hear me they come running and bouncing around my feet like little tennis balls craving attention. I reach down and pet them and try to prevent one from landing on the other as they still jump around.
Once the coffee is done I get online and start checking emails. I clear up any issues with memberships, lost passwords, directing fans to which website does what and then I go on to delete the hate-g ya’ll a seat in hell beside me. The cursing mail: how original, not! The sad mail: they feel sorry for me when they have time to whine that much?(get a damn life) Now, 10 times more often I get the sweetest fanmail from soldiers in Iraq to the small town guys and girls that grew up in places like I did. They make me smile, make me laugh, and sometimes the sad stories make me teary but its all good and I always love hearing from all of you!
Then I go on the social circuit of twitter, myspace and facebook to add friends, answer more messages and post a few things here and there, sometimes a blog, sometimes a pic, always a comment. I then log into my store and print any ordered that have come in and email the customers to let them know when they can expect their order or answer any questions.
After the messages, I go on to log into my CMS(content management system) to see how far the sites are updates. I am in the process now of getting 10 more websites online plus there is all the things I want to do with the current 4 that I’m a bit overwhelmed but taking it one step at a time. I sort and edit content.
That is pretty much my typical morning is there are no disasters, or if I’m not traveling around to some convention, shoot, or event. My days will change as I start hiring talent to shoot again and all that comes with having talent around 
Yes, this is everyday. I don’t really take time off. Its just routine for me to stay busy and work. I rarely take a morning off or a day off, especially since I am feeling better again. Those 3 months were hell and I don’t want to ever be down like that again.
That’s my morning!
That does not sound like someone, who does boundage in her free time. it sounds like someone who works, Were is the freetime? LOL sounds like you start out like us the rest of us normal people.
While I was in Bible School, someone told me this store, about a pastor. he went to to buy food, at the supermarket. While he was there, one of his member of his church saw him buying food, and they walkedup to the pastor, and said, you have to buy food to? It’s amamzing how we build people up, and forget they are human like the rest of us. At the sametime we have to resepect some office, like presents, and comgress men, but at the sametime, make sure they don’t over use their office.
O.k. I am going on a speal here.
Anyway it’s nice to see your human like the rest of us.
Anyway I see on your twitter on the sideof your page here, your heading to L.A. i hope you have a good trip.
here is something I started to wite. it’s not finish. it’s more of a ruff draft. I hope you like it. I’ll clean it up, and add some more to it.
She laid there, tukt under her blakets, not wanting to wake, after finally falling a sleep, around 4am. She had been working hard editing her art work, to present to her boss that weekend. It was Thusday, so she could sleep in a little bit. Her dog snuggled deep against her leg. Enjoying comfort of her master leg for a pillow, and for a comfoter. The sun was shining bright. The highth of the morning was now coming around. It was 9am, and her cat, did not want her to sleep any longer, since it was passed it’s breakfest time. She stuck her head under the pillow. The continue to do it’s little dance, until final it’s master gave into the hungry animal, only because she could no longer breath under her pillow. The cat jumped off the bed in joy, to it’s victory, the dog groaned in dismay. Not wanting to give up it’s pillow. The dog did it’s little circle fluffing up the blaket for a new pillow. It’s laid it’s head down as it’s owner stubbled out of the room, with a cat rubbing against her leg. Not lwtting up, even as she sat on the tollet. Fnal purring in victory as it’s owner opened the can of cat food, and placing it on the floor. Not quite awake, she turned on the t.v., and put a few scoops of coffie in the coffie maker, purd in enough water, to make 3 cups of coffie.
June 19th, 2009 at 6:56 pmIt was going to be along day. She had to edit a few more hundred picture, pic out fifity, that looked the best to present to her boss. All of this had to be done, and on his desk before 10am. he was genurous, with that one hour, after that he cut your head off, it was not on time. She purd one of the 3 or maybe 5 cups depending on how she felt later on.
She turned on her computer, after a while signed on to her internet connection. You have mail it said. “That saying gets old after a while” she said to herself. He clicket save this one, delete this one, then she saw a screen name on an e-mail. She opened it. it said, “You still up for saturday night?” She replied as long as you bring the duck tape. One can wonder, what that could mean, but if your a red neck, you never need to wonder. It’s a red neck all purpose tool. It fixxes everything, even down to broken pipes. She worked all day, most of the night until she finished, to what to her seemed prefect style work, even if she said so herself, and she did. Finally finishing the project around 5 in the morning. She bairly awoke before 9am. She got there, before his head cutting time. They talked over her selection of photos, they talked about which one should be on the cover, what ten should be the best ones to go in the magazine. After along day, she finally was able to go home, to prepair for tomarrow night.
Hey there Sarah B… If you are seeking any employees please let me know… I would love to work for you on your sites in any capacity.
NIToys
June 22nd, 2009 at 10:56 amSarah I am booked for 8 weeks running paintball for a youth camp.
June 24th, 2009 at 9:00 pmWe can talk about the details of what you need help with, schedual, and to see if I’m what you need, Or if it would be better, to hire someone else. Depending on what job your looking to fill.
It may be tough not to pay attention to “haters”, but you should know there are a lot more of us who like you.
Besides, it’s what you do, and/or have done, & not who you are!
It’s your life & no one can live it for you.
June 26th, 2009 at 1:26 pm