The Color of Unemployment

There I was, staring at my cell phone willing it to ring... it didn't and I got restless. Inactivity doesn't suit me.

Then my picture frame broke.

So I sat in my window...

... And got out my jewelry making supplies...

... And made this creature:

Then I photographed it:

Then I made food:

Then, obviously, I ate it and now I am writing this.

My cell phone has yet to ring. Well, I guess that isn't quite true. My dad did call me.