Get 'er done

Today I cleaned for the first time since mid-October. Gross, I know, but there was always something getting in its way. Namely, sleeping, eating, work, school, visiting daddy, Wallace, the Internet...The point is, once I started, it felt good to get back into some semblance of a normal routine. Take Thursday mornings: every Thursday morning was egg day for me and Stace, the one day of the week where we'd have a nice complete breakfast and didn't have to rush off somewhere. Our last egg day was weeks ago. Now we've got five expired eggs sitting in the fridge. Actually, the expiry date is November 20th - do you suppose they are still safe to eat?

I've also finally started doing background research for my grad school applications, and I'm giving myself a deadline of THIS WEEKEND to write my personal statement of experience. I am somehow supposed to introduce myself, why I want to go to [insert school here], what I would bring to [insert school here], and what I want to research in under 500 words. If you've been reading all my blogs, you'll note that I generally don't convey much in 500 words. Still, I'm excited. Daddy always knew that I would eventually see the errors of my ways and end up jobless...er....in English. Mom says that our communication skills all come from dad. This makes sense, as they sure didn't come from her (ha ha ha!)!

I guess it took me a little longer than Stace to realize that life goes on, even when you don't want it to. I can't press pause on all of my days, and so I've got to keep going. Mom, Stace, and dad are all doing it - I should try, too. I have also realized that I have too little time to waste on things that don't matter to me. I may not have much of a future with English, but at least I'll be studying something intellectually stimulating. Plus, I'll know bigger words than most people. Scrabble champion, here I come!

And as for right now? Well, it's my bedtime. I have an alarm clock reading 5:30am and a 6:45am date with a spin class. Goodnight, world.