In sharp contrast to yesterday, I feel like it should be Friday. I ran the needed and not really errands this morning (like digging up my immunization record and walking Puppy). Finished reading the novel Unless by Carol Shields for my Women in Lit class tomorrow night. Did the last journal entry for that class. Read the chapter in Peter Berry’s Beginning Theory on Marx criticism for tomorrow afternoon. Believe it or not, that was a considerable amount of reading. Glad I got through it.
Well, I have to go do the family thing and make sure all my books are together for tomorrow. Nothing is worse than not being able to find them all and running out the door.