The posts, they’ve been lame and infrequent, an ass-load of reading for class will do that, I guess. I remember that I never really liked doing homework for a reason. It cuts into the lazy portion of the day. At least when I was in college, my job was to do school work. Now, not so much. I got home yesterday and thought I’d breeze through the last required chapter for tomorrow’s class. I was almost finished but then the better-half got home. We made dinner. He suggested wine. We ate dinner and drank the wine and then it was 9pm. I said can’t work on school work and promptly snoozed in the chair in front of the TV. I got up and went to bed.
Today, I got home and finished my assignment. I know what you are thinking. This is only the second week of class. True. I’m sure I’ll get into a rhythm. Speaking of rhythms it took me 4 different attempts at spelling rhythm. I’m a very good speller but some words, especially ones with too many consonants, just flummox me sometimes.
Wine vs. homework. Thanks for reminding me why I don’t go back to school.