Ahhh, the first day I actually felt capable of driving. I've driven a couple times to pick up Mike before today, but it always felt like I was taking my life in my hands doing so. Decided to drop Mike off at work and tie it into trying to pay my tuition with the backup Credit card. The due date on my invoice is August 30th, but the due date for the rest of the world is August 25th.

And really after my experiences so far with Laurier's bureaucratic troops, I'd like to give them as few chances to fuck up my life as I possibly can. Why yes, that does mean I think they'll slap me with a late charge if I pay by my invoice date. I can easily see myself dealing with them for months over something as simple as a due date.

But no love. The only way we could put it on the credit card is by doing a cash advance, and that's just stupid. So I guess we play the waiting game and hope the line of credit gets set up before the due date. Or I could take my Mom up on her offer to spot us the cash and get it done. Blah, I don't know.

At least I now have all my textbooks in my happy little hands. Stopped into the bookstore today and picked up the book I needed for the Mediterranean Studies course. I didn't even wear my sunglasses, even though my eyes are still a bit bloody. I don't really care anymore. If someone is curious, they can ask me what happened, if not, whatever. I've spent way too much time holed up in this bloody apartment to continue my hermitage just because I don't want to risk freaking out random strangers.

It's amazing how used to having mobility I've become. This past week and some change I've been home bound for the most part because of my ear. I hate it. I was slowly going mad because my photos from the trips this summer were finally developed, but I couldn't get to Dollarama to buy the albums I use to archive my photos. Something so simple, but the lack was driving me utterly batshit.

I got Mike to take me to Dollarama last night and then had a fabulous time organizing my shots. Plus they're finally labelled on the spine. Woo! Internally organized and externally, finally. I need to price out some options for how to get my photos available to be added to the photoblog. Getting the negatives scanned is fairly easy, but costs $2 per strip. I'm at the point now that I have so many negatives that it may be a better choice to buy a scanner that can handle negatives instead.

It appeals because then I can get access to my black and white shots without having to either pay through the nose for developing or find a darkroom and fumble my way through re-learning how to use it. Just scan, tweak in Photoshop, and get prints made. Super easy.

Maybe I'll do that today, see what the prices are on scanners that can handle negatives.

I still have to do my 30 min tidy for today's morning routine. I'm trying to create morning and bedtime routines for myself so I don't feel so scattered and lost in the new stuff that's coming. Plus there have always been various things I've always meant to do but never have because of my bad habits.

Like, for example, I run myself to exhaustion at night then I basically toss myself at my bed. No time in there for applying the Vitamin A crème my Doctor prescribed to clean up my wee little acne. No time to brush my teeth. No time to read, even. And I regret that at odd times. So, a routine. An expectation that I'll head to bed around 10pm, brush my teeth, wash my face, put on the crème, lotion my feet and read until I fall asleep.

And on the other side of the day, a routine that allows me to get all my home stuff done right at the start, giving me the rest of the day to focus on school, etc. I'm still getting a feel for how long it's going to take me in the mornings to do my new routine. I get so easily sucked into my silly pirate game when I eat breakfast that it skews my timing.

Ok, that's a bit more than 20 minutes but I don't feel like writing anymore. :) Till tomorrow!