I am off Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays of every week and I must say this particular midweek weekend has been about indulgence.  It started Tuesday whereby my normal whole grain cereal and fruit breakfast was inexplicably replaced by the desire to have cheesecake instead and it only went downhill from there.

I’ve been avoiding my end of year assignment.  Next up is chemistry and I really do not like chemistry (despite it, ironically, being the best grade I’ve received for any unit assignment).  I am, however, fortunate enough to be sister to 18 year old Chris-the-boy-wonder who can not only understand but also correct any mistakes I’ve made on my university level Chemistry and Physics.  He checks my work.

So instead of working on that on Tuesday I cleaned the flat and did laundry (and then suffered with subsequent back pain because I am really not used to these new pregnancy limitations) and  I sat down to watch one episode of Hoarders before starting my coursework and this turned into a day long Hoarders marathon of episodes I had downloaded.  I also napped, very important, as growing a new human being is, by no means, an easy feat.

(as a side note Mark refuses to watch Hoarders with me, and sticks my episodes into a folder called “Nicky’s Guilty Pleasures” on our drive).

I then somehow managed to convince Mark we needed (or, the baby needed, rather) McGangBangs for dinner.  If you don’t know what that is, it’s quite possibly the only way to make the McDonald’s menu any more unhealthy. Click here.

Wednesday I meant to work on the schoolwork after my 9am doctors appointment, but instead I napped.  We had a lovely lunch in the countryside with Jen and even grabbed coffee, which was supposed to fuel me through the next few hours I set aside for schoolwork… but instead, I napped.  And then hung out with Alicja in the evening.

Now we are at Thursday, I slept until 11am this morning and have, thus far, managed only breakfast.  I am writing this blog instead of working on Chemistry. Ughhhhhh. And I am tired already.  I’ve lost the mojo I had just a few weeks prior, and now this pregnancy thing is getting hard again. I feel like I am back to the first trimester where, if I wasn’t complaining about how crap I felt, I was sleeping… all. the. time.

I guess it’s time to go work on Chemistry.

I need a nap.

(ps.  it’s a caffeine molecule)

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