I began my eventful day by working on a group project that is due tomorrow for a 9:30 AM class. Of course, being the un trusting person that I am, I assumed full responsibility for getting everything ready. There has only been one other instance in which I allowed a English 102 friend to bring in our group project. Anyways, my group members emailed me their information and I put together several "prezzis" to present to the class. May sounds easy, but it took longer than you may think. Then I gathered parts of each presentation and created a mini quiz to give to my fellow classmates tomorrow morning. (I'm sure they will just LOVE that). All of this took me about 3 hours, including the occasional Twitter or Facebook break.
Next I went to go shower. Didn't take me long, but it was much needed. Then, I resumed my position in front of my laptop and took on my second task of the day, editing my short paper that is also due tomorrow. I wrote this paper on the short story The Fall of The House of Usher, by Edgar Allen Poe (one of my favorites). By the time I finished it was nearing 2 o' clock and my mother had arrived home early from a meeting. More people to clutter the house on my only day off from work.
I got dressed, slapped on my pretty face and headed out the door to go grocery shopping. But, oh no, I forgot my phone. I jumped out of the car and ran back to the house to quickly grab it. Sounds easy enough, right? No - I slipped on the smooth garage floor and smacked down straight on my tail bone. I was instantly numb and cut my hand in the process. My day was becoming better and better! I eventually got up and got my phone then headed back to the grocery store. The weather had been crappy all day, but there was no real rain. I grabbed 2 boxes of pierogies from the frozen foods section, a container of pre-cut asparagus, polska kielbasa and a small bowl of feta cheese. (I had volunteered to make dinner tonight). Brent noticed I cut my hair while I was scanning my items at the self check out, which struck me as strange considering he is a middle aged man. Anywho, I finished that and headed out the door. Once again, my luck came back and it was POURING. And when I say pouring, I mean it. I tried to wait it out with an elderly couple, but it just wouldn't let up. I toughened up and ran out into the rain. I got to my car and was completely soaked. Water was dripping down my face and soaking through my jeans.
I made it home in one piece and got back to work. I had to clean my room now. Let me give you a little background information on my room, it's always messy. It literally looks like a tornado came through more than half the time. While cleaning, I smashed the inside of my right foot on an open dresser drawer. Now I have a pretty little bruise to show for it. Sad, I know. So, I cleaned my room up, did 2 loads of laundry, and hauled my butt back upstairs to make dinner.
I boiled the pierogies, cut the veggies, grilled up the asparagus, fried the kielbasa in a pan and then set it all up for dinner just in time for Matt to arrive. Now the family was hungry and it was time to dig in. I think they liked it, they ate it all at least. I liked it, if that counts. I've attached a picture of my good ol' Lithuanian meal.
After dinner, Matt and I headed down stairs to do some homework. He had math to do, and I had 3 poems to write. Poems are my love, so I didn't mind. We finished, Matt headed out the door for his home, and then I cuddled up in a chair with a lit candle and finished my very last homework assignment. Finally, I was done!
I then folded a bunch of clothes, put them away in their correct spots, and now here I am, typing. And loving every second of it.
I suppose I should go to bed though. I have to wake up before 6 to shower and get ready for school.
Goodnight!
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