The little engine that could.

Today was a bad day.
Not for any particular reason,
but you know those days that every obstacle you encounter makes you want to sit down against the nearest wall and bawl until your head falls off? But instead you hold back and and your chest forms that tight, knotted mess just behind your lungs.

You finish a research paper only to start another one, and you never quite finish your reading, and you have two presentations you have to give this week-- neither of which you've been able to spend much time on, and you didn't eat 'til four today because you were trying to get stuff done, and you fell asleep when you got home because you only got 5 hours of sleep last night and woke up after the temple closed, and all you want to do is sit down and cry and then eat ice cream and watch The Time Traveler's Wife because you've had it on netflix for a week and a half now, but you haven't had the opportunity to cuddle up to husband and watch it.

Husband makes you dinner, though, and cuddles you and smiles at you and tells you how much he loves you until you can't help but smile back.

And you're going to the temple early tomorrow.

And you'll be done with finals/papers/presentations/this semester and you'll be across the world from all of this scholarly nonsense** in a mere 16 days.

Happy last week of semestering, lovers, and good luck. If you're anything like me, you'll probably need it.

**This statement is purely a bi product of my exhaustion from this semester. I do not think scholarly pursuits are nonsensical.


Angie said...

Ugh.... stupid school and finals. HANG IN THERE! Soon it will be over. Also soon (but not quite as soon) it will be over forever!! And then you can work and never do homework again! It'll be amazing and you'll love it. But in the meantime... Good luck with finals. And thank goodness for husbands and temples. And chocolate.

brooke michelle. said...

hahaha i love your posts!