I was right, there really isn’t that much time in seven days.
I’m pleased that I got things accomplished, little things mostly, on Monday and Tuesday.
Wednesday and Thursday, I was in and out all over the place, up and going until after dark. And in just over half an hour, it will be Friday. Having worked third shift, I’ll spend most of the day sleeping. And then it’s more work, and the weekend, and then back to the daily grind.
Not that I’m complaining, really. It was nice to have the week off. It was nice to catch up on sleep, and to be productive without ever having to get out of my pajamas.
I suppose if the cat had to get sick, at least she got sick on a week when I could spend the better part of the day (and my paycheck) at the vet.
I spent almost a whole day at my bestest friend’s house. We hardly ever get to do that…
I did intend to study more. I would like to have done some more reading. And I never got the time to talk with my out-of-state-college girlfriend who I miss like crazy. In that respect, I do regret not having done more with my week.
But it was a good week, and March vacation is only a month away…
