I could pretend that today was productive by telling you I wrote two papers, finally wrote the thesis for a third, went grocery shopping and took a nap (yes I deem naps to be productive most days)
but even though I did all those things I feel like it wasn't.
I think this is probably how I will feel until the apartment is put together and school work is over. it happens. Gabe just looked over and said 'hey, the apartment is put together' he has done so much to get our apartment unpacked. there are just certain things that I have to put together before I can deem it 'our place'
well... you've got mail is on and the husband is sitting next to me which is my cue to turn this off and enjoy the rest of our night.