It's already almost Monday! Every day is flying by for me. Let's see. Thursday I didn't actually get to cleaning the house. Now, come on. Did you really think I would on my bad-weather day?
My 7th grade play of "A Christmas Carol" (the hiphop version the kids wrote) went great at the PTO meeting Friday night. I was so proud I almost started crying!
Yesterday I took that hellish exam to add ESL to my teaching certificate. Wow. It was a LOT harder than I thought it would be. Still, I'm glad it's over. The rest of the day I just read- my CP's work and my brother's Aerosmith autobiography. (Not done with either.)
Today I started the day wrapping Christmas presents, making a list of the gifts I still need to get and then I went to my other brother's house for my 4-year-old niece's birthday. I hadn't seen them in a while so it was a nice, relaxing afternoon.
When I left their house I did a very bad thing. I went to Barnes & Noble. I had to go in for a book for my local RWA book exchange (for our Christmas party), but even before I got out of my brother's driveway I knew that I'd end up buying a new book for myself. It didn't matter that I bought 2 last week. Or that I have about 31 in my TBR pile. I HAD to buy one for myself. I swear, it's like a sickness. So, I bought Julie Garwood's Murder List for my Austin RWA meeting and I bought Jennifer Crusie's Getting Rid of Bradley for myself. I've never read anything by Crusie, but she's just so hilarious in person, I thought I'd treat myself to one of her books. So now I have 32 books to read, which should take me through to next Christmas. Great! I won't have to buy a book at all in 2006.
And yet, somehow I know the sickness will once again take over.