Im pretty sure I said, “how is it only Tuesday?” about 400 times yesterday.
I have spent approximately 5,000 hours working on the two essays that were due this week. Despite the fact that I think they both could have been way better, they’re handed in and I can finally stop thinking about them.
On the bright side, this is what the girl who peer edited my English essay had to say about it:
Ha! I probably shouldn’t have told her I wrote it after a bottle of wine eh?
My dad tore his achilles a month or so ago, and in an attempt to keep her from running over his leg (which she does, my dog had no sense of personal space), he hid Lexie’s ball. He should have known that was a pointless effort, she just found her frisbee instead and hasn’t let it out of her sight since. It’s probably the funniest thing ever.
And no, I didn’t stage that picture. That is just how she holds it – I think it’s hilarious.
Speaking of dogs, the neighbors from across the street are incapable of keeping their annoying little dog confined to their property. It was at my door when Lexie and I got home on Friday, and as per usual, a massive fight ensued. After I got Lexie under control and in the house, I returned the dog to it’s residence. I explained the whole story to the owner, and all she had to say for herself was, “Thanks so much! I just bought her new tags, but hadn’t put them on yet. I was worried I’d get another fine.” Your dog is missing, and could have gotten seriously hurt, and your concern is a fine? That’s great. I feel really comfortable leaving this poor thing in your care now.
They didn’t learn either, because when I left for class last night, the dog was sitting in the driveway completely loose. I’ll give you one guess what happened. Some people should not be pet owners.
I have a feeling it’s gonna be a long week.