Seems that the time between posts these days is ever increasing. Things really haven't changed. Charlie is still whimpering to go outside, the dishes still need to be done (though there are only 3 in the sink this time), and the night still passes all to quickly.
It's already 8 o'clock and I haven't done anything yet. Seems like as soon as I eat dinner the night is over and it's time to get ready for bed.
Today was one of those days that couldn't end fast enough. It seemed that the classes that usually go well totally bombed. Tomorrow is a new day and I'm looking forward to a fresh start. That's the nice thing about each day - you get to start over.
But now it is time for work. It's become more difficult to stop counting down the days to summer and to focus on what is right now. School is such a rollercoaster and sometimes I just want to get off the ride.