In a departure from my usual Saturday mornings, this morning I awoke to find stuffed animals being arranged on my head and face. My eight-year-old niece spent the night with me last night, and we did the typical slumber party activities: ate pizza, watched movies, had some ice cream, put on our pajamas, and stayed up late (for me). She even introduced me to Extreme Couponing, a show that repulsed me.
So my morning began with chatting with my niece, having donuts for breakfast, and then drawing together. I took her to lunch at her favorite spot — Zaxby’s — before dropping her off at her house.
My Anglo-Saxon lit final exam and paper are due next week, so this is a weekend to study, read, and write.
As if trying to keep straight names like Byrthnoth, Vortigern, Ecgtheow, Healfdene, and Ongentheow wasn’t challenging enough, I also had to get on my hands and knees and get chewing gum out of my dryer. Good times.
With the laundry done and my eyelids drooping, I headed to the coffee shop to load up on caffeine and tackle Anglo-Saxon lit again. My sunny spot in the window eventually got too hot and sunny, so I packed up and picked up groceries on the way home.
Now I’m back home with notes and books spread out everywhere. I’ll be studying for another hour or two before I call it a night, heat up some leftover pizza, and crash early.
I hope your Saturday has been a good one,