This has got to be one of the worst weekends I've ever experienced in my life. I don't even know where to start! Let me just attach the email I sent to the photographer I was suppose to work with this weekend in Dallas. The one who cancels about ten minutes after I arrive in the city. I was absolutely furious. Here it is.
So I drove back from Dallas yesterday afternoon and had plenty of time to do some thinking.I was planning on staying all weekend with my uncle but changed my mind once I reached the conclusion that I probably wouldn’t even enjoy myself.Anyway, as I drove along I finally realized how much time and effort I had spent this week putting this whole concept together for us.Not just finding the dollhouse, but the outfits and shoes too. Everything needed to be perfect in my head.I guess I am just more frustrated and hurt than anything because of the time and money I invested.
I don’t understand your personal life, and I’m not even going to try to because it’s none of my business.What really bugs me, though, is the fact that I had arrived at my uncle’s place not more than 10 minutes when I received your text canceling the shoot.Here I am thinking…does his girlfriend know I just drove all the way from San Antonio just to shoot with you??I mean, it’s not like I had any other plans in Dallas.I had scheduled with you over a month ago to come up and shoot.My uncle was nice enough to let me stay with him but I didn’t come up just to visit, you know?I understand your daughter was another factor in the situation also.But, could you of arranged for someone to watch her for just a couple hours while we shot?I was even willing to ask if we could use my uncle’s place for a location.It just sounded like you didn’t want to work anything else out when I was there willing to work with you all weekend.
I’m just very disappointed at this point.I drove seven and a half hours yesterday (traffic sucked something severe)…and it really sucks to have nothing to show for it, just wasted time and fuel.
You already apologized on the phone, so no need to again.I just wanted to let you know how I feel about the situation.I know I was really understanding on the phone, but something just clicked when I was on my way back.I think it’s very unfair and I expected a little more from you professionally.
Thanks to my Uncle Patrick, I joined blogger this evening. Now I have my very own journal to write in. I think this will be good for me- a place to be creative and let out daily frustrations. So, here's to many adventures ahead. Cheers!