tiredddd

Almost 9pm. I have another test I am procrastinating studying for. I feel very tired. Charlie is itching himself, still. He needs another flea bath but I feel like he will turn into an icicle in my house if I give him one now. And Suzy is having her butt for dessert. Sick. I love these dogs but they are so nasty sometimes. Not that I am one to talk. I am managing to not do laundry this week because it's so damn cold I haven't sweat much since work has been sort of like being snowed in at school, minus the snow. The yard was just a sheet of ice so we couldn't do anything until it thawed after noon. Anyway, I might be re-using socks tomorrow. I figure I smell bad enough at the end of the week what's a little more scent going to hurt?

Anyway, this test. I should really get on it. I managed to outline the chapters and start going over my notes. That's as far as I have gotten. Then I got distracted and put cookies in the oven and cleaned up my sick laundry/mud room and took a long bath. My house is -100 degrees. I found out today that I have a pretty good test average in class. I have mixed feelings about that. I appreciate not having to stress out over tests, although I am always sure the next one will be my demise. But, I don't want to be someone who is good in bookwork but can't keep it together drilling. Like, I'd love to help raise that ladder but I need to push my glasses up on my nose first 'cause it's hard to see without them and if I could just address my pocket guide for ladder protocol that would be best, do you have a sec? I am grateful I don't need to be worried about my test scores but hope I can reflect that same level of commitment in the practical stuff. We'll see.

I want to sleep so I am going to walk my dogs and then hit the books before hitting the hay. There's a lot of hitting going on around here. It's a pretty violent household. Suzy likes to hit Charlie with her tail and Charlie mostly lays around, he's the pacifist of the group.