Pack. Rat.

I cant say if it was the residual stress, minor but relentless anxiety, or shear excitment for the weekend- but even after not setting an alarm and going to bed when the big and little hand were pointed vertically- I woke up at 5:44, in denial of my unfortunate conciousness I laid restless in my layers of feathers. By 7 I concieted to the day- made my way to the pool and aquajogged the morning away.

9:00 am- Lindseys house. As I walk inside I sigh in releif- because surely I must still be asleep- the place is a dream home. Beatiful wooden floors, vibrent mix of bold and bright colors, and a greenhouse off the master bedroom that has ducts to each room to warm the house during the winter. The kids rooms are straight out of pottery barn. God I want a house.
anyways- plow my way through 225 patient based questions on the packrat. So ok. this seems reasonable- I am a forth of the way though my diadactic training I should be able to get a 25% on the test... a 25% on a 4 answer options multiple choice exam... because of my "training".