Storyboards, Makeup and Cleaning

It was lovely outside today.  I can feel spring in the air.  The urge to runaway to the beach on some hot tropical location is starting to lesson a little bit.  However, whenever life gets a bit too stressful or the weather gets a bit too cold, my feet start to itch and i want to runaway to lovely beach somewhere warm.  

Today, i worked on cleaning my room- mainly deciding what could stay out and what needed to be put away from little hands.  

I went to CNM to pick up my official transcript then i dropped it off at UNM.  I am planning on going back to UNM this summer to work on finishing my degree (what that degree is going to be in is changed every few days).  I really like most things about the film business but everything about the adoption has made me want to work on something that will have a positive impact on society.  I know, i know, film can have a positive impact too but it just doesn't seem like enough for me.  I plan on working hard this semester and trying to get into Local 480- the film union here in NM- so that i can get some jobs but i also plan on going back to UNM.  Plus, I miss writing papers and taking tests- i know that is weird but i miss the challenge that school brings!

I made up a list of makeup supplies for my class.  Our kit was stolen/misplaced at the end of last semester so a new kit needs to be ordered.  I was asked to figure out what i have in my kit and anything i might be dreaming of getting.  

I worked on getting things ready for a meeting with the director of a commercial.  I am meeting with him tomorrow to tweak the storyboard for the commercial a bit.  

Tonight Mom and I are going to go through the medicines we had in our kitchen cabinet and move them to a locked cabinet.  We need to lock away any cleaning chemicals so that the kids cannot get into them.  The knives also need to be relocated into a safer place.  

There are so many things we have to do before the kids come on Thursday.  Each day brings about a new list of things to do.  

One more hour until we call the kids for our nightly talk.  I love hearing their voices but i have to admit that sometimes i cannot understand what they are saying.  I guess that will come with time.  I hope it will at least!