I've spent this first half of the week working out my new schedule, carving out time for chores, and trying to slide into a general sort of rhythm. My classes aren't difficult this semester . . . not academically anyhow. Drawing will be hard for me, because I don't have any experience. But I suppose I'll get some.
My speech teacher is named Dr. Tigerlily, and she has amazing black curly hair that she wears on top of her head. I like her. I have a forty minute break between Drawing and Speech, and Sarah and I already have a corner where we eat our lunch. Sometimes we see Sam, but it's always briefly. He has an extremely short break and he's always rushing from one side of the building to another.
My new bedroom is a disaster. I'm not very good at finding new places for old things, and I still have boxes to unpack. It's been especially hard since I don't have a table or desk. I'm hoping something shows up soon. If it doesn't, I'll have to buy some sort of plastic folding table.
Mom took Ben and me to the library today. I still have a big stack of books that I got through the inter-library loan, but you know. :) What does that matter? I checked out a few Sherlock Holmes stories on CD, and I'm planning to listen to them while I organize.
There's a wonderful smell coming from the kitchen, and Sam's playing the piano rather loudly. It's completely dark now, and everything is pretty cozy. I'm going to spend my evening reading and organizing. How are you spending yours?