Wish Granted

This has been a pretty productive weekend. Something about the 60 degree weather and the smell of woodsmoke outside reminds me of springtime when I was little. Me and my brother would have played outside and someone would have fired up the grill and it would be one of those perfect Sundays when you come inside at the end of the night and are so exhausted from running around and getting in the dirt you would just collapse and have the best dreams. Good day.
For my homework I had to read four essays, do "writer's cards" for each of them, and write a two page response to all of them. Then I have to do ten annotated bibliographies, and get five visuals for my research paper (I was the genius that chose to write about political correctness, which I suprisingly cannot find anything about). And, I'm supposed to read Ethan Frome. And chapter 3 of my history book. I've got most of that done now, but seriously, isn't that way excessive? Call me crazy.
Earlier today I went with Ashley downtown to look for some vintage/thrift stores she could write about for her staff column. Guess what I found thereee!???????
BAM! My dream boots. I don't think anyone else in the world loves them as much as me. Oh well. They are super comfy and I have just been wearing them around the house since I got back. Plus they were a whole lot cheaper than I thought I would find boots for!
I'm so comfortable and relaxed right now, but I need to get some stuff done. Get a shower, do some laundry, finish those papers, should clean my room but doubt I will...