My week

I have absolutely no room in my mind to thing about a topic to blog about, so I will write about my week. First of all, let me clarify that I am a HORRIBLE morning person, and I have to set my alarm for 7:30 AM to have time to get ready and make it to class on time. After rushing to get ready for school, I drive for 35 minutes to get to BSU, drive all over attempting to find a close parking spot, and power walk to class. My classes are on opposite sides of campus, so between classes I must also rush, only to make it to class late and be forced to enter after the prof has already started lecture. After I make it home from BSU, I hold my breath and expect the worst as to what type of destruction our family's three large dogs have done to the house. One day this week the victim was my mother's stack of cookbooks from Germany; evidently the pictures seem to taste as good as the actual meal. Yesterday the item of excitement was a package of bright red mix that is used to make the liquid that goes inside our hummingbird feeder. The kitchen floor, living room carpet, and the legs of our white lab were all dyed bright red. I then have about two hours of time to do homework from the day, and then it's time to get ready for work. Work lasts until about eleven at night at which I return home and crash into my bed and repeat the process the next morning. Talk about no time for anything!