Domestic Sunday.

I was a domestic goddess today. Or as domestic as I'm going to get.
I did laundry.
I baked. Delicious strawberry pancake puffs for this week's breakfast.

Yum.

I did dishes.
I painted a pot for my baby cactus who desperately needs a home.

I also did more reading. Go figure.

Today was bid day for the beautiful ADPi girls back in Tucson. I didn't think I would be that upset about missing today, simply because I hate recruitment, but seeing all of the pictures and comments from people who went back kind of bummed me out.
It also reminds me of how proud I am to have been a part of such a great organization. And it's incredibly rewarding to see the new girls, who I may never meet, wear the same expression of excitement and joy as the ones worn the girls I welcomed home at the beginning of their freshman year. Now, those girls are women welcoming others into our sisterhood.

As the days go by, I start to notice little things about my area of Sacramento. Today, it was bread.
There's a Sara Lee factory a block away from campus. All day long, the scent of fresh bread wafts in through my windows. It's a great thing to wake up to as well.

Trying to make this place a temporary home while missing the old ones.