My Last Night of Freedom for a While

Well, it’s 9:28pm.  Tomorrow evening at this time, I will just be getting home after a long day of work and school.  This, I am not looking forward to this semester.  I’ve gotten spoiled over the last few months, since my summer class got out at 6:45 or earlier every night.  This semester, I have three late nights and one at 7:05pm, which is better but still not 5:00 like I’ve grown used to over the past 4 weeks.

I hate coming home so late.  It feels like I have no time, well let’s face it I don’t have any time, to do anything that I need to do.  I take a shower in the evenings, mainly because I swim in the late afternoon/early evenings, and I want to be clean to go to bed because I don’t want to smell like chlorine.  I find an evening shower very relaxing, to boot, since that way you’re all good to go for the next morning.  It also helps my hair (frizzy as it may be) from being so frizzy.  I can’t tell you how many compliments I’ve received since I started washing it at night and letting it air dry.  It’s so thick that I can’t let it air dry if I’m going somewhere within three hours or so after washing it.  It just won’t dry out the same at all.

But, tomorrow, all of my summer fun comes to an end.  I have class from 3-5 and 7-9 on Mondays, 7-9 on Tuesdays, 6-7 on Wednesdays, and 6-9 (yucky yucky) on Thursdays.  Thankfully, I dropped the Friday evening class long ago, as there is no way that I could be up there 5 nights a week and still function the next day.

So, so long to my evenings at home relaxing with my family and my dog.  I will see them again in December, if only for a few weeks before trudging through this again in January.

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