My mother is still here. She's driving me nuts. But usually she's out all day. She keeps wanting us to go out at night and 'live it up' which I think is a frantic try to recapture her youth. She still HAS youth. She's only in her mid 30's. Crazy woman. And I thought I was bubbly. She makes me feel exhausted.
So with the strees of a potentially sick girlfriend, a crazy mother, and a runway show tomorrow...oh god...toDAY....I spent all day baking. So there is now 15 kilos of cookies around my kitchen. Okay, that's an exaggeration. But not much of one. I also made breads. Pumpkin bread, banana bread, zucchini bread. I think I scared everyone. But hey, they have LOTS to eat for the next ever.
I am going to fall flat on my face.
At least I'll get paid for it. They still pay you if you trip and ruin everything....right?