A Nother Camera

I replaced my digital camera this afternoon with an identical camera: another Nikon coolpix L3. Replacing the camera was kind of scary but I did it anyway. I was torn in wanting to upgrade to a different image taking systemt knowing if I were to get anything more sophisticated then what I already had I am just asking for trouble. Actually, I should with a tougher camera. Actually the coolpix is not bad just dropping the camera the way I did damaged the item beyond affordable repair. If fact that conversation this morning is what dove me out in this afternoon’s brisk, chill air. I got someone at the Nikon technical desk and he said that maybe the system could be repaired but even if they were able to repair the camera the cost would be equal or more then the camera is worth. This idea was reinforced when I next I called the Gateway Office Depot and person I spoke with said the same thing.

I took off at lunch for the new Office Depot which is kinda of across the street from my office. I was kind of hoping there would have some close out’s which may cost less—but that is one of my life’s problems: always trying to find something which cost less. So, I stopped myself and purchased the Coolpix with a replacement warranty. I should have purchased one when I bought the ordinal camera.

Am I irresponsible for just going out and purchasing this camera ? If I had sat and pondered, debated with self and possibly others. I have the resources to do it so I did it. I cannot say I really needed to have an functional camera. It is not like I am a photo journalist or even the editor iof a newsletter. I write a blog and sometimes I include images of my day in this blog. Is that enough to justify going out and splurging? The only other things I buy for myself are pens, some computer equipment and books( paper back novels). I pathetically sound like I am trying to justify my actions. So bottom line is I want a working camera and that is all I am going to say.

For those of you who care. I was ill yesterday—actually I took sick the night before—nothing serious just diarrhea, kept me up all night and I was exhausted yesterday so I stayed home while my stomach settled down. I even stayed in bed a good part of the day. I hate staying home on a “workday. Television sucks, I am really not up to sitting at the computer to work and a person can only sleep for so long. In fact I woke in the middle of the night my body thinking that it is time I should be getting up. I hate lying,wide awake in bed, in my house in the middle of the night. The clocks tick loudly, the house settles and I can hear the traffic out on the INTERSTATE endless driving o their endless destinations. I hate lying nthee wide away knowing that the morning time is coming when I will be expected to rise and face the world fresh and happy. Knowing each minute I lay awake now will make me that much more sleepy then.