So many blogs, so little time.

Whenever I sit down and say I am going to study or review or write a paper on the computer, I get distracted. I have no self control. I want to look at blogs. I click on links to links to links and end up admiring someone somewhere's creations. I could do it for hours. Here's a little idea I've rolled over in my head lately: 

I don't have to stop when I have a degree in Therapeutic Recreation.

I could keep going. I could be a double major in art. I could dance. I could take lots of classes I haven't taken because I was too afraid to. I want to be an artist, but I don't know how. And "the people" over at the Harris Fine Arts Center said I couldn't take classes until I'd been accepted to the art program. I want to paint and I want to draw. I almost feel like I missed my calling in life. I don't know what to do. I also feel like right now we can't afford the supplies I need to start a new hobby on the side. I don't even have any idea what supplies I would need.

The quickest way to make money is to knock doors and convince people they need an alarm system. I have no excuses now; my license to sell came in the mail on Tuesday and I picked up my ID badge last night. JD and I are going on Saturday. I am scared out of my mind.