Slice of Life Tuesdays- Chapter 2

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Day 1 of being finished classes at University, Day 1 of studying for my last set of finals.

Studying means I find as many other activities/chores/excuses not to study! This morning I slowly got up had breakfast and went for a quick run on the elliptical. Talked to my friend Staci on the phone then took bottles to Sarcan. I went downtown to return a dress I bought on Saturday and ended up wandering around there for an hour trying on clothes but buying nothing. Finally making it back home to eat lunch, popped in a movie and curled up on the couch and started to write my take home essay final for my art class. I wrote about a page, still have to write 3 more! I really should go study in the library away from TLC's 10 years Younger and What Not to Wear and my more exciting books and crafts. Everyone deserves a day off right!?


My mind is not focused today, the sunshine outside is calling my name to get my bike out of the shed and take it for a spin. I wish things were drier here, I really don't want mud all the way up my back. I really don't understand why I ever though that was fun when I was younger. I have this itch to get into my flower bed...I planted my first ever flower garden last summer. It was a trial run and now I think I know what I am doing and I can't wait to get back out there in the dirt. Summer is not coming fast enough!!

3 comments:

Blink said...

So many interests, so little time. I think it's all just a matter of passion:)

GirlGriot said...

You're right, Ashley: everyone deserves a break! Sounds to me as if you had a great time off day. Hope you're out biking and gardening soon ... I hope you get your paper written and your finals studied for!

pati said...

I know that feeling of wanting to plant things when the weather gets nicer. So many years I have been doing family bookwork on the computer that has kept me inside working when I would rather be outside in the flower garden. Hope I will have more time for that this year.