(Asa POV)
Today I moved into the giant 60 acre lot that is called 15 Summer Hill Court. It's so peaceful, and even though it took most of my savings, I know it was worth it, even if it did mean I didn't have enough to put up walls to make a full room.
After moving the mailbox and the garbage can a bit closer to the main home, and checking to make sure the foundation was solid and the deck was sturdy, I decided to try my hand at a little painting.
I've never painted before, but I find that I'm kind of enjoying it. It's quite relaxing, and it's very cool to watch the colors spreading across the canvas.
I had just begun my first ever painting when I heard a faint thump and a small yawn. I looked over and saw that a young boy had come to deliver the newspaper. He is the first person to come visit me on the lot, so naturally I was very excited to welcome him.
I would have invited him in, but he said that he had other deliveries to make, so I let him go on his way. He has a little green bicycle of his own, so it's not as bad as if he'd walked to my house, but still...
After Skip left, I figured I'd do a little gardening. After all, that is why I bought this lot. I planted the three lettuces that I found in the refrigerator. I'm wishing on my lucky stars that at least one of them sprouts a healthy crop.
After reading the newspaper that Skip had brought me, (Guitar classes are apparently discounted today, but I don't have the money to attend one) I decided to go back to the canvas and see what I could scratch out.
It took me a few hours, and it was only worth about $3, but I'm very proud of myself. I've decided to title this painting Into the Blue. because of the way the blues really popped in it.
It was already 1:30, but I wasn't hungry in the least, so I decided to continue practicing at the easel. This time I decided to begin on a medium-sized canvas. I know I could go with a larger canvas, and that to limit my working space could potentially limit my creativity, but really, at this point, I don't think I quite trust myself to not completely ruin a good-quality large canvas.
I don't yet have a counter to prepare anything properly, and nor do I have a table to eat at, or even a chair, so I contented myself with a juice box, using the toilet for my seat. It's not the most glamorous lifestyle, I know, but it's better than the floor, I suppose.
At eight o'clock, I decided to turn in so I can be up bright and early tomorrow morning. I'm looking forward to checking on how my garden is doing. Hopefully tomorrow, things will be on their way up.
Stastics / Updates:
Painting sold for $3
Skill Points:
Painting +2 (2)
18 days until aging up
Funds: $7
I like how you listed all his stastics at the end, that's cool, reminds me of something my friend did with pictures and her 100 baby challenge.
ReplyDeleteanyway, keep it up! You're a great writer!!!! <3
Lol. It's probably more for my benefit than for the readers' but I figured it wouldn't hurt if everybody could see them. Thank you! =D
DeleteWell, write for yourself. That's my motto. Because if you don't like your writing then no one else will. I love your writing so I sure hope you love it too <3
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