Hump Day

I thought I’d pop on and say hi before I get ready for school. 

Knock wood, I’m making good progress on my dissertation.  You can see for yourself on my Treadmill Journal.  It’s fascinating reading, I assure you!

I have been knitting, believe it or not.  I try to knock off writing at about 9:00.  I traipse down the hall to the living room, ask Maddie to move over (she’s quite accommodating about it), and I work on my Shetland Triangle while watching the Tudors.  At times, the writing in the show is a bit didactic, but I can forgive it because, really?  Has there ever been a hotter Henry VIII?  Neal’s loving it, too.  History Channel with sex, he calls it. 

Two days left on my big push.  I can’t wait to clean my house next weekend.  Seriously.  I’d take a picture of my office, but it’s too embarrassing right now, and the laundry?  When will someone invent a folding-and-putting-away machine? 

Finally, my internet connection has been wonky this week.  If I haven’t e-mailed you back, most likely that’s why.  Thanks for the comments, though!  I really appreciate them.