Of course, I just checked my English syllabus, and I have an essay due in about 2 1/2 hours. So now I have to write an essay, and learn the past 4 weeks' worth of math class.
Easy, peasy.
I have chained myself to the computer and am enjoying large amounts of sugar-free Red Bull.
Last night I unpacked about 14 boxes. Rested my little head on the pillow at 1:01am. At 1:11am, the Kid awoke crying, with a fever. She crawled into bed with me and proceeded to whap me in the eye with a sticky little hand for the next five hours.
There was a drunk woman wandering around the supermarket tonight. She was weaving all over the produce section, and kept returning to the deli counter, fixated on large bowls of olives, her belly whimsically hanging out of the top of her bike shorts. I found myself very envious of her freedom.
I wonder if I can make it to the next major holiday, or if I'll be back at the supermarket by the weekend in my bathrobe, drinking gin out of a sippy cup and casually squeezing the bakery bread.
Place your bets.
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