I'm getting a little worried about my mind, here. Thursdays are long days...work, then teaching at the Gym-Nest, then UFC at Randal's. So I have to make sure I have everything before I leave for work in the morning. Yesterday, as I was leaving the house, I thought, "Crap! I forgot to put an extra pair of socks in my TKD bag. Oh well, I'll just wear the dress socks I have on." Turns out, it didn't matter, as all the while I was thinking that I forgot to pack something in my TKD bag, my TKD bag was sitting on a kitchen chair. So I had to stop by the house between work and Gym-Nest, which I hate doing, because it is absolutely impossible to turn left off my street in hospital traffic. (The closest thing IC has to traffic jams is the stream of cars from 7:30-8:30 and 4:30-5:30 going to and from the University hospital.)

Also, my office has turned into the roach motel for tax returns: they come in, but they don't go out. I have a week's worth of work stacked up, and the crunch is still coming. And Leah is coming to visit next week, which would be an awesome thing, since I haven't seen her in three years, but all this work! I'll definitely be sacrificing some sleep next week, I think.