A day in my life on the weekend
On weekends, I usually attempt to sleep in as late as physically possible, to make up for the lost sleep during the week where I need to wake up at 6:15 to get to school on time. This means I end up waking up at 9:00, and staring at my ceiling willing myself to rise from the blankets that for some reason become infinitely more comfortable when I need to get up. I then go upstairs and make myself a cup of Earl grey tea with cream and sugar, because coffee makes me feel sick, and I try to trick myself into thinking the tea has caffeine so I can stay awake. After that, I either do school work, pet my dog, read, or go take out the compost. I don’t know why I enjoy taking out the compost, I just do. Maybe it’s the fresh air in the morning from stepping outside? who knows. After that, I have breakfast, which 99% of the time is cereal with “nutrients”. I highly doubt the 000.1% of iron in the cereal is going to do a thing for me, but hey it’s the thought that counts right? after breakfast I do more school work until my eyes burn. Fun! and after that, usually I get dragged around on errands for hours on end, and then finally, I get to go back home. Around this time I make lunch, read, or rethink my life decisions. And after that, I watch Gilmore girls with my mom or paint. And then, my favourite part of the day, evening. I pick up my favourite book, probably one written by Glynis Peters, and sit down by the fireplace. And that is a day in my life!