It's tough getting home at 9pm when I left home at 7:30am. I don't like it at all. But even more upsetting is the fact that my daffodils opened today, and I didn't get to see them. I really love my daffodils.
The peepers are peeping up a storm, and tomorrow is supposed to be another lovely day. I'm trying to ignore the seven day forecast which takes a dramatic turn towards the white. Much like I'm trying to ignore the looming assignments, not to mention the one I failed to complete by today. I'd much rather think about my bright yellow daffies.
I should be asleep.