I worked from 9-5 on Monday and Tuesday of this week, and from 9-2 on Wednesday. A typical day (at a job I like!) consists of entering data into a computer, filing, answering phones, and glancing at the clock every three minutes desperate for the end of my workday. I figure I ought not to go through life this way, so I've told Sean that I'd eventually like to just be a stay-at-home mom, please and thank you. BUT THEN I had today off and spent all of my free time decorating a cake and glancing at the clock every three minutes desperate for the end of Sean's workday so I could spend time with him. At least when I'm at work and waiting for 5:00 I'm getting something out of it (albeit not very much)! I think what I want to do after I graduate is retire with my future hubs and travel around the U.S. in a motor home. That way, I won't have to work and I won't have to miss him. It's win-win.
Two weeks from now it's going to be totally lose-lose, however, because I'm moving away from my beloved AND I'm still going to have to work. All I'll have to look forward to at the end of my workday for the next two years will be my parents (both of whom I adore, don't get me wrong) and my cat. (Well, maybe my cat. My mom told me today that she wanted Miss Layla to stay in my apartment with my brother rather than move home with me. Trey didn't want her either, though. Too bad, wicked grandmother, too bad!) Remind me again why I'm not getting married in June like everyone else who graduates next weekend? Oh yeah, because neither one of us like the summer. And because I don't have a job. Or any money.
What I do have, dear readers, is a final project due tomorrow. A final project that involves lots and lots of cake. Observe:

This is my codex (which I've renamed "cake-dex"). It's basically an accordion-style book of symbols that Aztecs and other South American native people used to keep records and tell stories once upon a time. My codex tells the story of my cakes with symbols that represent when I made them, who I made them for, and the occasions for which I made them.

And hey, it's the happy couple! Also it's an idea of what the book looks like inside. Voila! A+, methinks (mehopes).
I spent so much time working on the cake-dex and accompanying cake, nutrition final, and Mother's Day cake today that I had to deny the beau our daily dose of The O.C. (Like nicotine, that show.) I've promised to make it up to him one night next week with a bottle of wine and a full-on marathon because what else will I have to do? Not one solitary thing. Oh good gracious...
1 comments:
That cake thing is awesome! That is actually something we would use in special ed for students who can not read because the pictures are representing the words for them. Just thought you might think that was interesting. And with the whole having your parents and pet to come home to, it's kind of nice because it's going to give you and Sean time to do things you wanted to do on your own before you are bonded together for the rest of your life. :-) That's the positive spin I have put on long distance relationships. haha.
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