“Estee, why on earth would it make sense for you to take photos of my friend and his wife? You’re literally the same age”

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hey were settling into a routine at long last. Yonah was out the door by seven thirty to get in a pre-seder workout, she’d sleep ’til nine, hop out of bed to clean the house, and then sit at a desk and do things to make her photography career happen.

She was very aware that their savings were slowly ebbing away, but she had a plan. A 30-day plan.

Yonah told her he was going to cover it in his podcast. She grinned at the memory. Thirty Days to Kollel Success: You Too Can Have Steak Dinners.

But in all seriousness, if she didn’t get her career rolling, steak was going to be a thing of the past. Also, electricity and possibly water. She was being dramatic, her parents wouldn’t let that happen, but they did want to be independent one day.

She clicked on the Internet box Yonah had picked up for her yesterday and opened her emails.

Yes, yes, yes, the web designer from Fiver was finished. Oooh, it was fantastic. She sat back in her seat. Her very own website! Now, what photos should she showcase?

Under Portfolio, she uploaded some scenery shots, beaches and sunsets, then clicked on the galleries tab. She needed to fill these, ASAP.

What if… she clicked back into her email, to the shots she’d sent Gita of Yonah’s nieces and nephews. They really were stunning… and she hadn’t charged Gita…. Technically, she could use them as she saw fit and Gita probably wouldn’t mind…

Humming to herself, she uploaded the photos onto her website.