It's only 2:30 and already I:
*was up before the sun was (not cool)
*panicked over 1 test, then another
*realized I hadn't seen Meery Bob (the cat) since last night
*took a test requiring a calculator at 9:00 (very rare)
*had some yummy lunch with some fun ladies (hooray!)
*took another test at 1:00
*picked up my taxes - (let's just say it's like I won the lottery. SCORE!!!)
*let Woodrow find the cat (she was outside under our deck, very shellshocked. She ran inside to her favorite chair and started grooming herself)
On an ideal day at 2:30 I would just be making breakfast. This is why I don't like test week. Now it's off to pharm study land. 3 tests down, 3 to go.
1 comment:
I'm glad you found the kitty no worse from wear!
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