Is anyone surprised that I saved forty hours of work, re-packing, bulk-grocery-shopping and textbook purchasing to the last week of my five week winter break? Because I'm not.
It's Tuesday and on top of these things that Imustdo, I have a short list things Iwantto do before Saturday:Visit Lovah-Boy at school Have a romantic (or any type really) dinner date with him on Friday night Bring my little cousins out for ice cream Attend the jewelry party my aunt is hosting at my house Drive down to College Park early Saturday morning as to settle myself into my vacant apartment, and make it for the 5pm basketball game
Right now with laptop in hand and Parenthood blaring from my TV, my to-do-list seems unpromising and ominous. My view from the couch is much more deceptively pleasant.