I love quiet Sunday mornings. And, of course, I miss the rushed mornings of getting ready for a dance workshop or to leave on time in another city... But I love quietly waking up on Sunday and having an easy morning to relax and be with the one I love. To make breakfast and sit here eating it while I blog and paint. Something about it is just beautiful in it's own right.
I keep cleaning the kitchen because I know I won't have to live here for longer and I should start trying to do things by myself in the kitchen and not rely on the roommates to clean their own mess. Like, for real, it's not that big of a deal and my mom does it for us all the time. I just seriously know how she feels when she gets on us for not doing our part in the kitchen.
It's actually really unsettling to live in a dirty house and to cook food in a dirty kitchen. Things are just nicer when they're clean. Haha.
Anyway, I should start painting so I can get a little done before bringing EC lunch.
I am going to work on my stone today, too. Art projects are so time consuming...
Peace. Love. Live.
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