I love weekends. Even weekends that are filled with all sorts of stuff I have to do. But maybe the wonderment of a weekend will fade once I’m done with school and the job ends. And I am no longer a college co-ed but merely a middle aged slightly overweight unemployed woman. <smile> I am actually looking forward to being just a middle aged slightly overweight unemployed woman.

Today I’m sitting at my local library which is Katie (the dog) free, writing my last individual paper of my college career. I really don’t want it to be a piece of garbage, I really want it to be meaningful, insightful, perhaps even brilliant. However, I have left it too late for that. It’s due Thursday and I won’t have time beyond this weekend to work on it. So. I will settle for not horribly stupid, with no spelling or grammatical errors, and only an occasional mistake in the footnotes. I’ve been here now for three and a half hours and I need a break. I’m pretty sure that there is no flow to what I have done so far. But I am hoping with a bit of cutting and pasting (which I didn’t even know how to do prior to going to school in 2006!!) I can make something a bit coherent out of it. Or maybe the magic writing elf will appear overnight and spin it into gold.  Or something. You never know.

Enough of this. I need to finish, and the library is only open two and a half more hours. Then I’m stuck at home with Katie unless I want to write the rest of this paper sitting in my car in the driveway. Now there’s a picture for you! Tonight I need to start work on the group project which is due the week after next, and do my weekly homework for the web class. That alone will completely engulf me for the rest of the weekend.

That’s OK though..because it’s only twenty more days and I will be finishing my last ever final exam. But I’m not counting..yet.