Since some of you find it interesting how my days go, I decided yesterday to do a Dailo (A day in the Life of).
Well, it ended up being half a Dailo.
Hubby’s working hours just drag my motivation level down. I could keep it up in the morning, but the afternoon went by and I forgot to shoot a few things and I went “Shite, it will be only half a Dailo” 
I was experimenting with my 17-85mm lens and the Polarizing filter all day, so the distance shots and the birdie (which landed right in front of me, perfect for the 200mm, but alas,…) didn’t turn out too well.
Polarizer ain’t made for early mornings either it seems (or I haven’t figured it out, more likely).
Mosaic Nr1:
Pretty Self explanatory.
Me making breakfast Burritos for hubby and me, making his Sandwiches and packing the Lunch and all else for him to go.
That’s around 4.30am
Mosaic Nr2:
A blurry shot out of the window to show how dark it still is (didn’t work out *sigh*, a walk to Fahaheel (just for you guys) with a sunrise over the old ship wreck, while the doggies are waiting patiently (or not).
I didn’t walk along the beach, but took a few snaps from one side of it.
I am pretty positively surprised at how many women were there this morning (with or without their husbands).
That’s a very good trend and I hope it stays that way.
Did I mention I got my new sandals? 
And yes, socks. The sand cuts my feet pretty bad and they are currently healing. Ouchie 
The Dhows are coming in with their catch of fish and Al Kout mall and the mosque from afar.
And a McD advertisement. So much about Ramadan and fasting. Defeats the purpose, but oh well,…
On the way back home I missed a good Portrait Op. An older man with a weathered face, sitting at a wall on a stone, perfect morning light on his weathered face. But I was too chicken to ask
Mosaic Nr.3:
At around 7 we are back home, newspaper bought, dogs watered and fed and it’s finally ME time.
Time for my emails, coffee and FOOD!
Mosaic Nr4:
Around 9 I decided to go to the Wholesale Sultan Center for a few things.
Along the way I found some weird writings, a little kiosk that come here in the dozens, weird advertisements, a lot of Ramadan trash with a poor street cleaner.
I tried to tell him that people are nasty to leave all that trash, but he probably thought I am trying to tell him to hurry up, cleaning that mess *sigh*
They are digging long drenches everywhere for some sort of cable.
They repainted the Islamic school front since my last time here. Looks pretty.
And found that they painted murals on many of these electric (?) houses too. Like don’t smoke and similar stuff.
On my way back I found some construction workers in good spirits
Mosaic Nr5:
The real beach tour, swimming included (for the dogs, not me)
Found dead Crabs, dead fish and other dead sea animals, all with a brownish hue (due to the oil, I guess).
They are still cleaning in the corner where most of the spill ended up.
Anyhow, the doggies had fun
Living in foreign countries and foreign cultures isn’t always easy.
You either make the Best of it, or you better go home.
For me home is where my husband is.
I make the Best out of the places we go.
Yes, I bitch often about various things and I don’t see why I shouldn’t.
But I am thankful that I am able to be here with him.
We don’t always get that chance and being alone sucks.
I am happy with small things. I don’t need fancy stuff.
I love wearing comfy clothes around the house and when I walk the dogs.
I love doing what I’m doing and taking care of my little family, it’s the Best thing that ever happened to me and I sure as heck don’t wanna trade it for anything.
I figured I better post this and make it clear, just in case someone didn’t know it yet
Now, what do my feet have to do with ‘being thankful’? Nothing really.
Except that the socks are discarded hubby socks. I cut them and they are super comfy.
And I was at lack of ideas for a photo for today (and I didn’t wanna hear again that my nail colour is so great 
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Too many plans, too much to do, enough time to do it and never getting it done.
They call this ‘Insanity’
Happy Sunday y’all 