Back to School is back at my favorite shopping locations. I like going through and seeing if there is anything new out that I really want. Just a few years ago, the backpack phase ended. I still liked looking at backpacks and feeling like I needed them, but now I keep all my notebooks and pens in a little cloth bag. I love cloth bags. I have 2 backpacks that I won’t be getting rid of because they were gifts from my grandparents and now that I’ve lost one, all the gifts mean that much more.
A few years ago, I had an animal flash drive, but I lost it a year ago when I was taking a dialogue class at the community college. I keep looking for super cute little flash drives, but I haven’t seen any last year or this year. I don’t need notebooks right now. I sort of found a bunch for super cheap and now the paper is turning yellow because I have more notebooks than I can use in the next couple of years.
As a writer, one would think that would never be possible, but I’ve been typing more than handwriting and that just happened in the last 6 months. We picked up a few extra items on our trip through the store, to give to the fire fighters who were collecting back to school items for charity.
Emory made homemade donuts. He said his mother use to do this when he was a child. He spent more time in the kitchen than I have and he’s so witty when it comes to quick snacks. We had donuts and whip cream covered berries for dinner. I love being an adult.
Getting ready to start a writing program with some writer friends. There are a few outlines I need to fill out.
Met with my artist, but not for the writing front. She was getting married and we were invited as one of the six witnesses. It was a great, private event, downtown... but Emory had to drive, because I actually will admit, I have bataphobia: fear of tall buildings.
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