Well, it has begun. As I made the long 6-hour journey home early Saturday morning, I pondered to myself just how much fun I would actually have this Holiday Break. Upon returning home at noon, I immediately unpacked my clothes and talked about the comings-and-goings of my second-to-last semester at HU. It wasn't until later that afternoon that I found out my parents would be going to a Christmas pot-luck...which would leave little-old-me at home along...with NO food. So instead of taking an amazing nap to recover from said 6-hour drive, I decided to freshen up and go to the pot-luck. It was all fun and great...until it ended. That's when my body decided to backfire on me due to lack of sleep.
I went to sleep that night hoping to sleep-in the following day--and that NEVER happened. No, I decided (with the helpful coercion from my mom) to wake up early and go to church. That was sorta okay, aside from the fact that I was still dead tired. Post-church, my mom, my aunt, my little cousin, and I went out on one of the most disappointing brunch outtings ever. The food was horrible and tasteless. I returned home hungry and sleepy. I went to sleep last night hoping to have a good whole day to myself to just relax and not care about anything...Until Target called me at 0730 this morning with hopes of giving me hours. "Well, I need the money," said my sleep-deprived and obviously non-functioning brain. So I accepted the given hours, and now here I sit typing and complaining to those of you who actually read this before I decided to actually get ready for the work that awaits me in less than an hour. So much for a good fun-filled break.
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