Sunday, March 20, 2011

It's a New Dawn, It's a New Day


Glad that week is over. I don't think I have cried that much for so many different reasons since I was like, 13 years old. Seriously.

I have 12 days to get my dissertation turned in to my committee. Still one more chapter to write. One other to rewrite. Then put it all together and fix the !@#$$ citations that Zotero is giving me grief over. Mr. Amazing Man is gone all this week (starting at 2:00 p.m. this lovely Sunday afternoon) so I get to do this last full week of dissertation stuff as a sort-of-single parent. *sigh*

But, hey. Things could be a lot worse. I won't even list the myriad of reasons why or how they could be worse for fear of bringing them about. Just a hat tip that things could be worse and then move right along.

I painted my nails on Thursday. Wednesday? I don't remember what day. All I know is the next morning as I was putting Penelope in the car seat, I noticed my nails are the exact same shade as my car. Errr...minivan.

I suppose knowing the color of my van is "Shiny Dancer" by OPI should make me feel slightly better about driving a minivan. It did for a moment. Then I realized my nails were Honda minivan metallic gray.

Much love,


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