Midterm week? Midterm DAY.

So it’s 7:35 am and I have been relatively awake since 1:45 am.

While Maryland was literally one of the best weekends of my life, it left me on a time crunch. Monday I drove back from Baton Rouge just in time to make it to my 4 pm class, go to study group at 5:30, ANOTHER study group at 8, get home and sleep from 11-1:45 and now here I am.
Why you ask?
It’s midterm day, upon which I have three grueling midterms that are about to be the end of me.
I’m sitting in my jammies with a cup of repeatedly reheated coffee and a loss at what else I could possibly say about the limitations of the Monarchy from Anglo-Saxon to Medieval England.
HOWEVER.
It is all so so so worth it, because there are so so so many things to be happy about.
I had the greatest weekend with the most incredible man I could have ever asked God for.
I have a new pair of boots that I got for more than 50% off (courtesy of the Mamma)
I am receiving an education
I have coffee πŸ™‚
I have a roommate who brings me coffee πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚
All the pictures in our living room have been hung…hanged…whatever.
I have a MASSIVE bruise on my leg that is a testament to me and the man’s 20+ mile bike ride.
I am Spartacus.
In two days I will be going to Baton Rouge – again. Only this time I will see all my girls. Drinks with Lindsey Miller and Courtney George, and a whole weekend involving Lynsey, Kendra, Mrs. Joan, and the Mamma.
Andrew is coming to town πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚
Until then, we have two eggs, a box of Oatmeal, and a jar of roux. That, a great deal of joy and an even greater cup of coffee will get me to Thursday.
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