Wednesdays

Wednesdays are the bain of my existence. I feel like I am running a marathon. I leave the house around 6:30 AM for the high school (like always). I run straight from school to UNM to go take some classes that I am doing for my master's. From there I change out of the heels and pencil skirt (I seem to be wearing all the time these days), quickly into tights and a leotard. From there I hop back on the freeway in rush hour traffic and head to dance class. After dance class I have rehersal, and when I am completely exhausted I get home just in time for the last half hour of Glee. (I have some priorities here). I do not know why I am even taking time out of my day to write about it. Truth is, I am a glutton for punishment. It is all things I love to do. I just wish it was spread throughout the week a bit better.