It’s getting difficult to keep my resolution of blogging every day when I’m doing absolutely nothing. I slept until it was dark today. That always leaves me with a strange feeling of guilt, even though I have no real responsibilities until next week.
Tomorrow me and Sam plan to do arts and crafts. Not sure how that’ll turn out on my end. I’m terrible with my hands. Everything I make always looks like it was done by an 8 year old. Everyone thought my art was really awesome when I was 8, but when I didn’t get any better the compliments kind of tapered off and then died. Oh, well.