Meet my neighbors. We like to eat brunch on February 11ths.
I got back to my room and almost started crying because I realized how much I had to do before the following week could exist. With the next week birthing into existence, I was in the most painfull part of the pregnancy. Here's the list I had visualized in my head before Monday...
1. Finish Spanish homework
2. Study for Spanish test
3. Finish three paintings
4. Clean room
5. Do Laundry
6. Help clean backroom in Gymboree
7. Go grocery shopping
8. Clean car COMPLETELY
Here's how I tick and do not tick.
1. I do not get anything done in my room.
2. I get the most done when I am alone.
3. I don't mind noise when I'm working.
4. Music with words distracts my thoughts.
5. I want coffee allot.
So, I had the most brilliant idea ever while I was brainstorming & making lists & freaking out. I figured if I cleaned my room and then went off campus TO DO MY LAUNDRY I would...
1. Have a clean room
2. Get my laundry done
3. Have time to study and finish work
5. Be by myself
5. Start sketches on my paintings
This is a picture of my shelf just because I like it.
So in conclusion,
I drove to Starbucks & picked up a coffee, went to the laundromat and got most of my list checked off. It was kinda fun drawing my sketches & doing my homework in there because every one stared at me while I did it. I had a side of people who thought I was absolutely the greatest (older couples who never went to school) & the other side whose way I was in.
Here I am
This is me
At the laundromat
I look like a troll
On the way back I picked up some groceries, gave a couple hours to gymboree and then put my clean clothes away. And that was my labor and delivery story. It's a beautiful baby I have here...she looks a lot like me ;-)