This Week in the Life...

I have been absolutely worthless so far this week.

I ate Chinese food for lunch, which seemingly paralyzed my movement and motivation for the rest of the day... at least until it was time to eat again. You better believe there was pep in my step as I headed out the door toward Pizza Hut.

A friend told me they could tell I was losing weight... in my boobs. Not exactly what I was going for, but I guess I'll take it. Come on, Thunder Thighs, keep up!

I continued my search for roundtrip tickets to Sverige (that's Sweden to you common folk). Two weeks ago, I was looking at price tags around $900. This week... $2000. Cross your fingers for next week.

I blogged during online class... yep, it's happening right now. The truth is, the Internet fritzed and kept me from attending about 20 minutes of class... by now, I'm so lost that it doesn't really matter whether or not I'm listening... and I am listening... about 18% of the time.

My mom wrecked her car on the way to Rachel's shower. Since she feels the convertible is a "toy car," she has commandeered my SUV... leaving poor, pitiful me stuck with the convertible. Of all the rotten luck... just kidding.

Everyday this week, seriously, I have found out that yet another friend is engaged. Woo-frickin'-hoo. (in all seriousness, I'm happy for them, but a little-teensy-tiny bit of bitterness never hurt anybody).

Tomorrow, I will be an 8th grade math teacher; Friday, a 9th grade English teacher. Oh, the life of the substitute teacher. I really thought that I would love high schoolers, but I'm beginning to think middle schoolers are my favorite. Then again, I have subbed for one middle school teacher multiple times, and perhaps I'm just getting attached to her class... And also, the high school teachers still very much feel like my own. When my former choir teacher yelled to her class, "I want to see your eyeballs!" I spun around like lightning to show my full attention, much to the amusement of her own students.

I am always, always oh-so-excited to see my family, and Easter weekend is an obvious family event. I have it underlined in my planner.... and written in bubble letters.

I went to the gym with my newlywed friends and another mutual friend earlier this week. They "jokingly" refer to themselves as the Beach Body Club, so I thought tagging along would be a super idea... and it probably was, but it took days to recover from their routine.

I have a great deal of homework due next week. I know about it now, but chances are I'll be doing it about this time next Wednesday. At least I'm self-aware.

Okay, I might just pay attention to these last five minutes of class...

Might.