I spent 4 solid hours this morning with a few other of my classmates trying to figure out our homework. I think we have it pretty much under wraps. We are getting together again tomorrow to dedicate a few hours to study for the test on Monday. Meanwhile I'm working on bits and pieces of homework here at home that I want to clarify. Everyone also agrees I am totally anal when they hear that I am transcribing my notes into electric format. What they don't understand is that my handwriting is hideous. In high school I was told by my teachers that based on my handwriting I would grow up to be a doctor. If I don't type it all out, I can't read it when I need to review for a test.
Right now? I'm relaxing a bit while I wait for Hubby to bring ice cream. He responded to my subtle hints of "Why don't you go buy ice cream?" and made a store run to pick up a couple other things also. I distinctly heard him murmuring Bailey's Irish Cream.