I have to drive into town (about 35 minutes away) and buy a birthday present and a Blessingway gift. Then, I have to haul my booty back, and try to make some sense of whats going on downstairs. (theres a bit of a laundry DISASTER...I'd take pictures...but it's really quite awful)
When the kids come home off the bus, we all get back in the car and one gets shipped to a sleepover and the other two are off to meet another mom at the library so we can follow her to a birthday party.
THEN, after that party, I go home. Eat dinner. Then, there's the Blessingway for my friend that I want to make an appearance at. THEN I come home, and clean up everything and pack for out trip to San Francisco.
I'm really more of a wake-up, stare for a few hours, tweak my animals cages (meaning, cleaning out water containers, arranging food and generally fussy over my chicks and my bunny). I also like to talk on the phone. A lot. I can get stuff done on the phone because I don't get distracted by like...imaginary friends or anything. Sad but true. (I write in my head all day long, which is a kind of schizophrenia)
I guess I'm just whining.
Oh, yeah....I also have art homework!!! I have to do two scales- both starting with Violet-Red, one ending with Blue and the other with Red. It's a warm/cool experiment.
I also need to finish this impasto:
Theres a strong possibility I could completely destroy it if I work on it anymore, but I have to admit...it's NOT done. :(
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