My arms ache. I woke Alex up at seven in the morning with my stuff ready, I wanted to get out and start drawing so I could make as much as possible. While it was slow the first couple hours, business was certainly picking up by ten o'clock and didn't stop until the sun set at around five. Alex could tell how tired I was and offered to carry my stuff. I did ten portraits, most of them tipped, and almost all of them were back to back. Alex and I went and looked at some shops after I finished drawing but honestly I've been so tired all day.
Collapsing on the bed, I groan as the mattress hugs me.
I made $116 today, paying him back $27 and leaving myself $19 to pay to ship my gift to my mother, I'm left with another $70 I can send to her.
I look over to the bags I got the other night, I'm re
