Classes started back up today. I've had three weeks off from school. I had to work the first week, so that wasn't "really" vacation, but the past two weeks have been blissfully free of all obligations. Or, at least, I unashamedly ignored all the obligations I could have/might have had. I did a lot of fun things. Spent some wonderful time with my family and with Ryan. And, I knit. I knit a lot. I knit for at least an hour EVERY DAY. It was wonderful. I throughly reconnected with everything I love about knitting.
Today, there was no knitting. The alam went off and I was up and off to class, then another class, then another class, then another class. I had to spend my breaks between classes finding out where to go, trying to remember material already half-forgotten, and eating those pesky meals my body seems to demand every so often.
After classes, I went to the gym. It's extremely temping to skip this step in favor of sitting on the couch in a knitting stupor watching Star Trek Voyager reruns, but the life of a student is pretty sedentary and precautions must be taken against melding into the furniture I spend so much time sitting on to read/study.
Now that I'm finally home I'm tired, both mentally from school and physically from the gym and I have to wake up early to be at work tomorrow. This means to get my full 8 hours (I really like 8 hours, 7 is passable, 6? well, I refer you to the tile of this blog) I have to be asleep 50 minutes from now.
I'm going to knit a round on the fingerless gloves I showed you yesterday in protest of my awful schedule, just so I can say I did some knitting today, but it's just not the same now that there are obligations and responsible bed times looming over me. Friday can't come soon enough.