Who knew adult field trips would be so fun??
I woke up before 2am to pee and then I had a sneeze attack and couldn’t go back to sleep for the life of me. I tried. I had something to eat around 630 and I had a coffee. My bitch sister bitched about everything to me, telling me to take the trash and recycle out, clean the counters, etc. I just wanted to drink my coffee in peace. I went back to bed as I was getting a headache. The headache turned into a migraine and my class was in jeopardy. I really wanted to go to the museum. I slept for a bit but then I was so tired, I didn’t want to leave the house. My migraine was gone thanks to meds but I felt shitty. I got dressed and made my way to the bus stop as the bus would be there in like 10 mins. Thank god I already had my outfit picked out.
I got to the area where the museum was and got lost of course. I wasn’t familiar with the area but knew some landmarks. I saw the Hood bottle which is near where I should be. I started walking toward that. The ship was there so I was in the right direction. The museum was on a drawbridge in the middle of this street over water. No Boston skyline could be seen. I took a pic of the ship and other surrounding things. It was interesting. I wanted to sit but there was no place for me to sit. I ended up standing most of the 45 minute tour. My legs were killing me and so were my feet. Then I had to walk back to the train station. I walked with one of my classmates. He was from the south. I had bought an iced tea but it was unsweetened. He couldn’t understand it. I smiled. I understood how southerners liked their sweet tea.
I came home exhausted. I had to pick up my meds. While I was there I also picked up something to eat. I like this Stouffer’s chicken romano thing. It has pasta and a chicken patty. It is pretty good and filling. I didn’t make it right away when I was home. I was tired and had to rest. My legs were killing me so bad. I knew I was going to have to pee soon because I drank the tea and then filled the cup up with water then drank a cran-grape drink on the way home. I played with the puppy, who was receptive of my affection. Yesterday, she could care less. Her mommy was home and that was the difference.
I am wicked tired and I am hurting. I am not doing anything tomorrow except for the readings for my gender class and maybe my networking class. I am trying to go over the stuff I missed but I keep getting distracted. It is boring stuff but I got to get through it. I still have to force myself to get to campus on Mondays. This coming Monday is a holiday so I don’t have to go. This class flooding is so difficult and threw a wrench into my semester.
