Back at the beginning of summer, I had high hopes. I thought that maybe, just maybe, I'd finish my doctoral studies in time to have a week or two to do nothing but read for pleasure before I had to start preparing for Fall classes. One whole week to put chores and responsibilities on hold while I curled up in a comfortable spot and read, read, read. Not too much to ask, I thought.
Well, that didn't happen. My neglected house needed cleaning. The farm bookkeeping had to be done. So far this year the house had received only a lick and a promise, and the extent of my bookkeeping had been to pay the bills on time and keep the checkbook caught up enough to know that I wasn't writing a hot check.
I guess there's always next summer. *Sigh*
1 comment:
happy new school year!
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