I do not want to go to Math class or work. I just want to sit in my pajamas in a corner of my couch, knit, look at Ravelry and make lists of all of the things I need to accomplish for my brain to settle. Is that so wrong?
Yes, I know, it is. Grownups have GROWN UP responsibilities. Time to "woman up" and face mine.
I have to admit, I shirked some study time this afternoon and fought back a panic attack by asking John to take me for some Gelato. So, we went to Sirena in Fairhaven, and I wish that I had packed my camera with me. John looked so adorable with his tiny little cup of Gelato (he got a two flavors, an Italian Chocolate that tasted like malt and a Caramel that had hints of salt) and his tiny little doppio. It was entirely decadent and completely frivolous, and was probably the high point of my day.
Ok. Well. It's almost 2, time for Math. Wheehee.
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