My clothes are fitting weird (in a bad way, I think).
I need to finish “Taco ‘Bout a Baby” (which I really don’t want to do at all, anymore).
My day job is corporate hell — there’s nothing to do but sit in silence and try to avoid gossip.
I have to crochet a lot tomorrow evening.
I need to make sure everything stays on track (which means buying Copic Markers tomorrow, when I get paid).
This must be my leutal phase… Everything feels so much more difficult than it actually is.
On a positive note, though: I have drawn 4 of my 5 Composition Studies. I am well on track to finish that early. That does feel nice.