So it's 10:30pm, and I'm still trying to make sense of this day. The morning started out rushed as usual, but I made it to work on time. The four hours I spent at work were hectic, but productive.
I forgot Caris' bag so I had to go home first, then drive out to the parents house to drop of Caris for an afternoon of Grandma time. When I finally made it back home, I did some menial housework that took all of fifteen minutes, then sat down to do homework. This is where things go haywire.
I could not focus. And this was before learning I had been made Managing Editor of The Aurora. The problem is, I wasn't focused on anything in particular, I just couldn't focus on my assignment. This is not a good sign, because these assignments in Modern World Literature are long, and I have to really keep on the ball to get them completed. *sigh* I hope this isn't a sign of issues to come.
Tomorrow is the chili cook-off downtown. I'm still not sure if we're going. It takes a lot of...well...effort to go somewhere with a 15 month old. This week has exhausted me. I think I'd rather stay home and watch it rain.
My eyes are getting heavy, so I'd better wrap this up. Thanks for reading this fairly pointless blog post. :)