At 5 this morning, Zack’s cell phone emitted a noise not unlike a screaming banshee combined with a tornado siren. At that point, I resigned that yes, he does need a new cell phone.

I’m tired today. Been working on my US History class in all my spare minutes, trying to finish the Maymester class in somewhere around 10 days. I’ve also lost my glasses (for the 3,000th time in my life) which makes for difficult days of staring at the computer then staring at little print.

I haven’t been working out because I’ve been staying up late with the History book. In order to justify the removal of workout from my schedule, I’ve also had to remove TV from it, as a sweeping hole.

These three points together prove this one thing: SAD WEEK.

UPDATE: Zack made me dinner last night, so it’s all better now. Who cares about other things and stuff? My husband cooks for me. I WIN.