Ready to Go

Let's see, I have my clothes laid out for tomorrow and a nice pasta and shrimp dish that I packed up for three days worth of lunch, and my lunch bags on the table, along with a mug with the dry oatmeal already in it for breakfast. (Add 1 cup of water, microwave for a minute or two.) The two huge shopping bags of stuff I have to bring in are in the living room. (Twilight books, coffee, a jug of water, some mugs, the tin of peanut butter cookies the ILs gave me for Christmas.) I am ready to go back to work tomorrow.

I'm not eager, but I'm not dreading it, which is better for me. The only thing I can't figure out is this: if I have slept until 9:30 nearly every day this vacation, plus taken a two hour nap most days, how am I going to get up at 5:45 tomorrow and work all day?

Hmm. Is a puzzlement.

I haven't eaten dinner, though, which I guess I should. I have some Chinese food left over from last night, so I guess I'll have that.

Things are quiet. I still haven't taken down the tree decorations, so I guess I'll try to do that when I get home from school tomorrow. K has two weeks before classes start, and then three weeks of that before student teaching, so she may or may not be substituting at the high school (if she gets called), which will make mornings more hectic. Otherwise, since the Hubs is working at home, the mornings are pretty much mine alone, which, y'know, is calming and pleasant. But of course, once student teaching starts, we'll both be competing for the bathroom and the kitchen. We'll see how that goes.

The kitchen smells so good now because of the lunch I made, but none of that for me now. I'd best go see if the crispy noodles are any good on day two.



WATCHING 60 MINUTES :: ENTRY #1954
READING: Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norell by Susanna Clarke