Evening Education

School? Honey, please, I have far too much flair to sit in a boring classroom. But since you asked why I'm up, I decided to do some proper evening research. I climbed up onto the dark wood media console and tackled a stack of DVDs and old textbooks leaning against the speaker. Pushing aside a dull math book, I hauled down a neon pink glitter notebook and a matching purple gel pen. If I'm going to run this household, my recipe drafts and fashion critiques need official documentation. I propped the pen upright against the open notebook, ready to scribble.