I was thinking about this desire to walk on the beach every day for the rest of my life while my mother and I were out at Shilshole on Saturday. It was our reward for spending an hour cleaning the house, since neither of us were in the mood to clean at all. It's very hard to clean when you aren't in the mood for it. When I am in the mood, watch out - just cleaning my room will take hours, because I always go through absolutely everything and end up with at least four bags of garbage, recycling, and/or donations. It's sortof intense.
Uh. This post is all over the place. Here's some other random things:
I have been having a lot of nightmares lately, some of them involving very large birds. (I am afraid of birds.)
I start work tomorrow. I work at the zoo. I am a cashier. It is really really boring.
I should go finish vaccuuming.
I have been hearing strange noises throughout the house all week. It's starting to freak me out. Good thing I'll be gone all day every day starting tomorrow.
Someday I'll have another art update. I just finished inking two paintings and have at least 4 more sitting around waiting to be inked. So. Someday.