“would those of you in the cheaper seats clap your hands? and the rest of you, if you’ll just rattle your jewelry.” – john lennon

so here’s the thing.
today was just one of those days.
found myself awake before the alarm went off.
couldn’t get myself out of bed (that’s nothing unusual).
wore a hood that didn’t attach to my jacket because it was raining and i don’t like it when my face or glasses get wet—emphasis on the glasses.
proceeded to wear the hood all the way to school even though it was lightly sprinkling.
tried my hardest to not step on the 8 trillion worms all over the ground.
professor in my first class doesn’t seem to trust the comments that come from our table.
professor in my second class likes my scarf, thought i made it myself. shoulda said yes.
didn’t pay attention in either of those classes.
the first class started at 8. ‘nuff said.
during the second one, i remember i had a test to study for.
plus alyssa and i always talk during the entirety of both classes.
we also tell jokes to each other.
we’re basically laughing constantly.
went to the library to study forever.
left the library to go meet up with tayte and ran into dan jones and his wifey (from my parents’ mission, really smart, told me he could probably help me with my mathematical struggles)—all while on the verge of tears.
saw the white bag with red writing that carried my lunch that my dear husband brought me (even though i insisted that he not) and thought he had brought chic-fil-a.
realized that nobody is perfect.
went back to the library to study forever, again on the verge of tears.
studied, got distracted, studied, got distracted… (you’d think i’d put more emphasis on this test that kept putting me on the verge of tears, but you can only take so much confusion).
took my test.
walked home.
found the bed made to perfection and the dishes done and groceries in the fridge/the other places where we put our food.
i love that man.
turned on the tv and found that SVU was on instead of NCIS.
oh happy day.
put on my basketball shorts and my puffy vest.
the rest is history.
{aka i’m still sitting on the couch watching SVU with my dearly beloved sitting next to me. he may or may not be a little stinky because he may or may not have had a few eggs recently…still love him though}