If it weren’t for waking up, this day would’ve been great.

A bit of a rough day.  Woke up, really hesitant to go to school.  I did anyway- John and I parked, walked up to campus, and I went to class.  I guess the GOOD thing about me going to class today was that our teacher took role-for the month of September.  He said he was becoming concerned with the lack of attendance, so he made this morning a catch up.  This professor probably knows me better than any on campus (that’s not saying too much, really) and would’ve known had I not been there.   So good job I went.

Class, today, was about extremists- and their utility or in-utility with regard to faith.  Jesuits were brought up.  They were brought up out of context, and the person talking about the order, I think, mixed them up with something they saw on that saw on The Da Vinci Code.  Wanna made me really, really angry?  Diss Jesuits at 10 am, when I haven’t had my mini wheats yet.  Just for the record, I love the Jesuits.  If I were a man, and not LDS, I’d totally go in that direction. 

Anyway.  Day declined steadily with a bill from my insurance company and a terse conversation with an impotent secretary, a parking ticket because BYU has bipolar/split personality parking disorder (one day Y lot, next day G lot), and general frustration about all things BYU/money/life related.  I got jerky.  Then I cried a little.  Then we made some eggs and things were ok.  I started with my regular clean the house on Friday nights routine…and I’ve gotten into watching 24 a bit.  Tomorrow we’ve got conference tickets…and I’m hoping it’ll be relatively stress free….and a good day.

 It’s the weekend :)  And I made yummy yummy chicken soup for dinner for when John gets home.  I MADE IT.

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