Today I had to take a stupid test to prove that I know how to teach. Biggest waste of my life. I spent 2 ½ hours locked up in a room hand writing 12 pages of garbage that has no meaning to me, plus I spent $125 taking this test. It has killed my creative juices. I have been trying for hours to bring myself to paint. I know I will feel better if I do…but getting there is a huge part of the battle. I entered four paintings in the art show and decided to throw prices on three of them. I really don’t want them to sell, but I am more curious if they will.