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So far, so home

Whew! I survived first semester junior year! And oh how fast it went...
As I look back on the past 5 months, the hilights are more bad than good. However, I feel surprisingly upbeat about it all. It went from bad to worse but whatever goes down, must come up (or something like that...)
And up it went! Just in the nick of time.
So now I'm in my wonderful Missourian humble abode eating homemade butternut squash soup, drinking tea, and having absolutely nothing to do. For the first time all semester. I don't even know what it feels like to be bored. I'm sure I'll get used to it.
Last night when I got here I ate a ton of food, made 2 batches of cookies with Joe, took a bubble bath, and read 5 chapters in my book. I was asleep by ten.
This morning I woke up to Jack literally attacking me in my bed at 8 am. He was leaping all over me, licking my face, pushing me off the bed, and stealing my covers.
Not the time, pup, not the time.
I went back to sleep until ten when I heard him whimpering in the kitchen. I've never heard any dog whine like he does. It sounded like someone was hanging him from the ceiling by his toenails. It's enough to get anyone up.
Dog wins. I got up and took him for a walk through the park.
I haven't been to Laumier park in a while...and it's me, so obviously we got on the wrong trail when I decided to take a short cut through the woods. We ended up quite lost, winding ourselves through vines, trees, shrubs, and leaves with no marked trail in sight. I was practically on my hands and knees crawling through thick brush. My running tights and shoes are now covered in mud.
It's not a very big park so in about ten minutes I found the right way...actually Jack found the right way. I let him pick which way we went - smart dog.

I'm pretty sure this is going to be as exciting as it gets around here, at least until my sister comes on the 23rd and Chris comes on the 30th! We're spending Christmas out at the cabin in the country - one my mom's "Wild Thornberry" ideas. Sounds like fun though, something a little different. At least I'll have some great trail runs!
Until then, I think maybe I'll stare at a wall for a bit or mindlessly flip through TV channels - just because I can.

love love love,
me

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