Page 1000 in Torts, and still going. Not strong, but going. 200 more to go. But who's counting? It's Friday night, the end of a very long week at work. Classes are really good, love it. I would immerse myself in it if I could. But real life keeps poking its head up and reminding me I need to get the mail, go to the bank, get groceries and do the laundry.
I have seedlings under lights in the garage for the garden, excited about my back yard. And I'm getting a chicken coop tomorrow and having brunch with a friend. And 200 pages of Torts.
I'm weary and yet full of excitement, so that it's hard to turn it off and go to sleep at night. Consequently, I end up sleep deprived by the end of the week, because when the alarm goes off, work calls, regardless of how exciting the study of law is.
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