Worth the Candle

The end of finals week is within sight. Four down and two to go. I think I can faintly hear the hallelujah chorus that's waiting for me at the end of the tunnel. This year my finals have been spread out over two weeks. At first I was very excited, more study time, not a ton of cramming, I'll be all organized and ready to go--and for the most part all of things have happened. I think this has been my best, most productive, most prepared exam week ever. What I did not count on was the fact that two weeks of exams means absolute exhaustion when nearing the end. Because not only do I have finals, plus classes and studying, I also have work that can be physically/mentally draining, babysitting (soooo much work in every aspect), chiropractor appointments (which are relaxing once I get there, but take a lot of time) and this semester I have to cook my own dinner every night!! Honestly, last night I had a bagel and cream cheese and a microwaved quesadilla with cheese (don't worry, I know I only consumed two food groups, I'll get my veggies in once I get home where there are actually groceries in the house!).

I finally bucked up and called a chiropractor and (like I knew they would be) Mom, Grammie and Aunt Lissa were all right. I feel much better. I swear he's got magic hands!!! He's a very gentle adjuster so it was like getting a massage, but better. He asked me after he looked at my x-rays if I get headaches and I told him probably not more than anybody else. And when he pressed me about it I told him that I do (like I feel everyone else does) get them a few times a week. He told me that from seeing my x-rays he thinks I should be having really bad headaches and that it's not normal to get them each week, I guess he's already on the fast track to figuring out that I don't know when to complain about pain. I thought everybody got headaches every few days!! Oh well, he'll fix whatever's wrong, I'm sure.

I'm going to get back to studying. I can't wait to see you all. Love you so much!!

Despite contrary belief, I really do love the mornings. I'm not usually one to get up and enjoy them (usually because my warm, comfy bed is much more attractive), but I always enjoy them when I get up. The reasons behind my waking up so early are this: I went to Ira's last night around 6 and we were going to grill hot dogs and make baked potatoes in the microwave (oh the diet of a college student!!), but we ended up burning everything! His house still smells bad, but we're pretending it didn't happen. So we decided to just go buy, ready made, un-burned food at Bob Evan's/ Campus Wok (I can't handle American-Chinese food after first having Chinese-Chinese food). Since that took so long and we didn't finish eating until 8:30, I decided that I would just get up this morning to bake for Mugs. I love Mugs so much!! Such a long story, but all in all I got up at 7:00 this morning to start baking, enjoy some coffee, watch the sunrise on the trees that are sparkling with ice and snow and have a nice talk with Stacy before she left for practice. It was wonderful.