time.

Time has a funny way of passing by without leaving a trace of evidence. It's a tricky little thing. Has it been almost a week since I posted last? I guess so. I hardly noticed although I do vaguely remember a nagging blog reminder playing over and over in my brain as I shut out the world all too early on Monday night.

Monday is a day I hope I don't remember. Time did not fly by. It crawled. No, it army crawled...which is actually slower than the real thing. Between all the boo-boos, tantrums, tears and screams, there was nothing I could do but go to bed at 8:30. I wanted to close the book on that no-good day as soon as I possible. And I did. So sorry that I didn't give in to that nagging voice.

And the last two days have been filled with homework and roadtrips so I hardly had time to check my email. Forget blogging. I am so glad that the blogosphere didn't exist during my college days. Well, I guess it actually did, but I wasn't aware of it. I am a terrible procrastinator and blogging would've been the demise of my good grades. I didn't need another bad habit. I am embarrassed to admit that I had to make a goal to attend 60% of my classes. Eek. I won't be revealing that secret to my girls. Mya already exhibits a wild, rebellious streak and why promote any future naughty behavior.

I am happy to tell you that I finished one set of lessons. I only have to await the final exam, and I will close the door on this dang poetry class that has kicked my butt. I thought I knew a lot about poetry; I didn't. I loved analyzing the poetry. I did not like trying to persuade someone else to believe my theories. I am so glad to be done with one class. I have to burn through the next class in a week so I meet my June deadline.

Wish me luck. I'll need it. Until tomorrow...goodnight. I hope you are doing well. I'll be checking out your blogs again soon.