I finally have completed the semester. I took an extension on one class, and I just this minute, 11:46 p.m., turned in all I had on the last portion of the work. Basically, it is the beginnings of a fiction book. It is far from complete, but it would be a great project to work on, if only I weren't so busy trying to get an education so that I can write books. It is a vicious cycle.
June and July were an endless sea of camps, Bible schools, and things of that nature for MK. She had two or three things going on every day. She is done now, so time to focus on her math and some other things.
I have one month until my return at St. Mary's. I wish I could say I would be enjoying time off, but I have far too much work to do to be taking time off. (I do plan to sleep as late as I can tomorrow, and I don't plan to work at anything, except for trying again to get the mower running. I couldn't start it the other day and decided to let it go until I completed my final project for class.)
Off I go to dreamland.
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