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It was another normal boring day for myself, Christian was still asleep. My friends were all at work so I had no one to bother. I quit my job about 3 months ago to pursue my real passion; art. I love to draw, it's therapeutic.
Anyway, I quite my regular 9-5 office job because I hated it. Yeah it paid the bills but every day I truly hated my job. One day I came home from work and just started venting to Christian then I stormed upstairs and started drawing. Once I calmed down he came in the room and told me to quit and do art.
I was so nervous. I know being with Christian meant I really didn't need to work, but it was something to do while he did his own thing. I'm not the type to just sit home and let a man take care of me.
The next day I went to work like everything was okay, I packed my stuff, say goodbye to my co-workers and never looked back. Happiest day of my life, right next to meeting Christian.
I haven't looked back since, I started practicing before I decided to sell my pieces but I'm currently going through a dry spell. I mean yeah, I can draw but when I'm not into it; I feel like I'm forcing myself and I hate feeling that way. So I try to clear my head, get my mental together and get back on track.
Stretching out of bed, I walked to the kitchen to make myself something to eat. Maybe I'll clean today, cleanse the house and make dinner. That's sounds nice, maybe I'll invite everyone over.
Grabbing my phone from the counter, I called my sister first. She's probably still sleeping, she was out doing God knows what last night.
"Hello" her sleepy voice answered the phone.
"I can smell your morning breath from over here" I joked.
"Bitch, the fuck you want?" she kissed her teeth.
"I'm cooking tonight, you coming over?"
"Hell yeah, what time?"
"Be here by 8" I told her.
"Okay"
"Oh and tell Mommy"
"Okay, can I go back to sleep?"
"Yeah, after you tell mommy bitch" I scrunched up my face before ending the call.
She's so annoying.
I decided against cooking breakfast and started thinking about what I wanted to cook. Italian? Seafood? Soul food? Or taco night?
