So. It is 5:47pm

I am supposed to stay at work today until 6pm. I am trying my damndest. I can not think of a better time to write a blog entry.

I took a make-up test in biology today. They are a billion times harder than the regular tests...it is their way of convincing you to NEVER miss another test. Well, I didn't mean to miss this test. I literally overslept. It was the dumbest thing in the world. Anyway, I made an 81, and I am happy with it. It was hard. I was suprised that I made that high of a grade. I must have thrown in some pretty good bullshit. I think I am going to have an A in the class. The final is Wednesday.

Geez. 5:38.

I feel really great today. I am not sure what is going on. Maybe, it is the relief of the end of the quarter drawing near. I just don't know. I feel happy. I can't wait to go home and make dinner and then study for my final.

Maybe, I feel happy, because I think things are going to work out somehow in my favor. School is going better than I expected it would. I am trying not to think about the fact that I am in school at 36, but there are students in my class waaaay older than me. Also, I think I am going to be able to stretch my money to pay my bills - as long as a disaster doesnt happen. I am not prepared for any surprises.

I am really just rambling on.

My husband did end up coming over this weekend. He came over Saturday night and we went out to dinner with my best friend and her husband. My daughter and her boyfriend came as well. It was my best friend's birthday, and we went to Carrabas. The husband spent the night Saturday, and Sunday night. I still don't know what is up with him. He had a few shots of Crown Royal, and started mumbling about our relationship and asked me if I thought I could sleep in the same bed with him eventually...I think he is just nuckin futz. He don't know what he is doing...