Back in class.

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Sort of.  The courses covering Lightroom 5 are going forward.  As I suggested, I went with the recommended course schedule for noobs.  I am getting a headache.  The beginners schedule is comprised, so far, of organization.  Have I mentioned that organization is... a weak spot of mine?  Yes, oh yes.  Now, I generally know where what I need or want is.  You would be amazed.  Unless I lose something, but that involves literally misplacing, or other people moving things and putting them where they don't really belong, and things like that.  However, I have no idea how I know where things are.  They... just are.  It's amazing, just not reproducible for others.  The reason I don't put effort into organization is multi-fold.  First, I don't, generally, seem to need to do so.  Second, there is some security in no one else having a clue.  And, finally, actually putting my mind to such things is usually remunerated by a splitting, nose-bleed inducing, headache.

While I have only been watching someone else describe how to organize, and arrange organization, that was enough.  YoucH!  I did not play along, as I am tired.  So, there is that.  However, I can be taught some things.  And, for this particular set of skills, I do intend to learn the methods.  I have watched, even through the growing and finally session ending headache, I do approve of the general methods.  I will, eventually, go back, watch these over with laptop in hand... or lap really... and practice what the teacher is preaching.  For photography I see that the need is important.  At least within my intent.  Although, next time, I might take a handful of anacin before I start... a good half hour beforehand to make sure they are working.

The teacher is a woman.  No, no real problem.  There are advantages to that, assuming I don't see a lot of curves or pick up certain cues.  This teacher has learned to be very neutral of voice, and does not appear on screen.  Oh, don't get fussy.  I've had this problem since... 2nd grade?  More so as hormonal levels escalated.  Once I learned balance, with regard to hormones, then female voices that are very feminine became... almost... well... garbled.  Squeaky.  This woman keeps a level tone, without the usual sing-song, up and down, and such, voice that women naturally have.  Even so, it is a bit difficult.  Women speak softly, even at neutral tones or such.  However, the advantage to women, at least now... is that they aren't considered a threat or danger or... well... there is worse.  In this case, it seems to be working out, mostly.  Other than the organizational headache side of things.  Hey, I'm doing what I can.

What now?  I don't know.  News, blog checks, this post, dinner shortly, then on to bed a bit early perhaps.  I hope to have the contact information found yet tonight for a call tomorrow.  I might also figure out what sort of boxes, both as a main and component containment, for shipping if that is needed tomorrow.  And, maybe, I might fold some clothes.  But... that's pretty much it for today.  Hopefully, when I wake tomorrow, I can get a shower knocked out early, so that all I need to do is package what is requested and go on to town to get that sent out.

Yeah...  An extra day of rest was quite good.  I didn't mind it, other than the reason.  Later.  Perhaps good night.