7 more weeks to go...

I had class on Wednesday, and it was hell. Correction, the classes were refreshing and fun, but the 9 hours straight without a break, was not as exhilarating. I am trying to make my schedule as simple as possible, but I am dying here. My job is demanding as all get up, my school requires far more work than feasibly possible in one week, I feel like I live in my car, and I miss my family, friends, Dave and cats. The only bright side of this, is that I have only 7 more weeks. That means only 7 more trips down to Olympia and only 7 more weeks of crazy juggling.

On a good note, after this 7 weeks, begins a summer of excitement and chaos. What more could I ask for? I get to go to 2 weddings one of which I get to wear a pretty dress and be Morgs right-hand-lady, spend a weekend with Miss Joan, hopefully go on that trip Dave and I have been planning for 2 years, see my Annie, turn 24, experience how hot an old apartment really can get on Queen Anne, start a new job, finish a second quarter towards my masters, see my kitties turn 2, and just enjoy the sun!

It is starting off rocky, but I have high hopes for this summer.

Side notes:

Morgs: Im glad your fridge is working, I told you it would be fine! Sorry about work, find comfort that I have yet to find a fault in you.

Mom: YEAH for your new kitties! I love when new members join our obsession...give Abner and Chloe a snuggle from their sis Tay!!!!

Sheri: Your vet is a dumb-dumb. Im actually quite pissed at them...I miss you.