It's 9:00 am. on a Thursday, and my two babies (I call the littlest ones the babies even though they aren't actually babies - they will resent me for this at some point, but that's their rite of passage - to be able to resent me for all the various reasons) and I are having a pie break.
Marie Callendar's Chocolate Satin, if you're wondering.
I am gearing up to take my last final for the semester this afternoon (Family & Community Relations), so pie seems like appropriate mind fuel.
Like I said yesterday, I feel like writing, so I have given myself 15 minutes on the timer to write whatever flows out of me.
I have really been enjoying this Christmas season. It's been relatively funk-free thus far. I've felt a lot of joy through the month of December. My only complaint is that Scotty's work schedule has been a bit of a beast. He gets phone calls all night and comes home from work later than expected. I miss him, but this isn't the worst that can happen at Christmas time, so I am handling it okay.
Scotty's job hours are affected by alcohol consumption.
I better expound on that a bit - Scotty works with the state's liquor. As you can imagine, there are a lot of alcohol sales this time of year, and thus... Scotty works more.
This week I finished my statistics class and took my final. I haven't checked my grade yet, but I think I walked out of there with a B+. I'm pleased. That is one of the hardest (if not the hardest) class in my major, so being done with it feels really good. In fact, the night I finished my final, I was so excited that I became quite hyper, but it was late at night, and everyone in my house was asleep, so I was all by myself in the dark with boundless energy and nothing to do with it. I just sat there grinning from ear to ear with my eyes nearly popping out of my head.
Well, my pie is gone, and my timer has sounded, so off I go to tackle the next item of business. Of course, Eva pooped during pie break (I told you this always happens!)
UPDATED TO ADD:
I just finished my last final and turned in a final paper. I am a free woman for two whole weeks! Let the bucket list begin!
Yay for pie, and YAY FOR FINISHING ALL YOUR FINALS!!!
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It is clearly partially my fault that Scotty comes home late from work sometimes. Not last week though, last week some poor sap in California got the brunt of my alcohol consumption. #SorryNotSorry
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