You go and find your teddy and give that bear a great, big, hug

Well, that's it.  Last night was my last drawing class.  I may not see Drawing Teacher again.

Okay, that's a little melodramatic.  If I get a job in the area, I will likely take another class.  And he wants to periodically set up studio time with hired models so that when folks are interested they can get some practice in outside of class, so if I'm around, I would likely go to those.  It's a pretty big "if" that I'll be around, though.  I have no idea where the next month or two will take me.

Our last class was a lot of fun, though.  I brought in some homemade baked goods to share.  We ordered pizza.  Everyone talked and joked through the whole class (which is unusual compared to other classes I've taken--often people are very focused on their work and are quite serious and quiet), one student brought in extra drawing pads to pass out (not sure why he has so many extra, but Merry Christmas to me!).  The teacher said it was probably the most fun class he's ever taught.  He gave me a hug on the way out.  Get that?  He gave ME a hug.  It was so nice.  He is so cuddly.

Ah, it feels like such an innocent school-girl crush.  Especially since it's the teacher.  Is this the end?  Who knows.....

Trying to stay positive,
Skeptic