Finding joy

I am not complaining. I am stating the fact. I did not realise I would be so affected by the situation. But I am.
What, you ask. 
My camera completely broke the other day. 
Unfortunately, there is not one like it for sale anymore, but my husband has managed to find a similar one on the internet. At a shop in Stockholm. And he ordered it, last copy. 
But, but, but.... it turned out that the camera is in their shop.... in Finland! And now I am waiting for it to arrive in my hands.
Life without my camera is boring. So what to do, I have been taking photos with my phone, which I dislike, a lot. I have tried to take some macro photos. But I am unhappy. 
Until I realised that I could play around in the photshop with a photo. Then life became a little more fun again.


Yes, I know. There is war, famine, cancer, violence against women, drugs and all kinds of misery in the world. But despite this, I am actually allowed to be a bit out of sorts for a trivial reason. And feel joy from something even more trivial.