It’s a long stretch from the beginning of a fall semester to Thanksgiving. Thirteen weeks for me this year. Since I get the whole week of Thanksgiving off, I don’t have a fall break. And my college doesn’t seem to believe in three-day weekends.
So I gave myself one. I went home Friday morning, and I didn’t come back until yesterday evening.
I only have one Monday class, so I didn’t miss a whole lot. But it was still rather refreshing.
Today has been odd. It feels like Monday, but I’ve been doing Tuesday things.
I didn’t do a whole lot with my long weekend. The only homework I had to do was finishing some coloring (yes, as in with crayons). My dad spruced up my laptop. I ate my fill of taco soup and seven layer cookies and other not-cafeteria food. I enjoyed the new Yellowcard album.
It was a nice break. Not perfect. I still don’t want to be doing homework. But it helped.
Five more weeks.
I can do that.