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Taking a break from a scrapbook page while I figure out where to go next with it, and thinking about eating something. My parents are away for the next few days, and its amazing how much more relaxing it is knowing that I won't have to call my mother every day and report my every movement to her. It's strange. I shouldn't mind calling to check in every day, but somehow it's draining knowing she's sitting there waiting for me to report in at a certain time (and no later) every day and that I'm more or less expected to tell here everything that I'm doing.

I don't always. Movie Mondays (not that there have been any of those lately) I've kept for myself. Well, anyway, it's a weird dynamic, and it's nice to be free of it (mostly, she'll call and check in at some point) for a few days.

But now lunch, and maybe Merlin...