And it's making me crave a nap. Also, I should eat something, because I did not get any lunch.
In addition, I have finished chapter three of the algebra book. In remarkably little disarray. Self-correcting the tests, so I can understand what I'm doing wrong (yes, still the arithmetic: today's clever trick from my left brain, performing the subtration properly in my head, and then writing down the original number. )
The furniture is all here, and built. I am typing this at my shiny new desk as we speak. Well, actually, being wood and matte, it's not shiny. (evynrude helped me put it together. She rocks.)
I was contemplating walking down to the bank to get quarters to do laundry tomorrow, but somehow it got to be four o'clock, so I guess I am doing it tomorrow morning.
Other than that, my to-do list for this week involves, er, doing my taxes, and a lot of cleaning.
So, I wonder. If different brands of door-to-door evangelists (say, for argument's sake, a roving pack of Jehovah's Witnesses and a group of LDS missionaries, meet each other on the street, is there ever a beat down?