Beautiful morning at the track. Two mile workout – sprinting the straights, jogging the curves. By the time I was almost done, I noticed three military helicopters flying by. Someone is bypassing the regular morning DC gridlock. Jeremy just told me he’s determined not to know the SCOTUS nominee until tomorrow morning because he’s mad at the Celebrity Apprentice-mode of the announcement. It didn’t occur to me not to know, but frankly, I’m fine with shutting the internet down in the house at 8pm tonight, I’m tired. So I’m rushing with this blog post. Not that I never rush with the blog posts, I always rush. Hence the poor editing/grammar/punctuation.
Went to class this afternoon where two hours were spent on cover letters, resumes and interviews. Why didn’t they do this at any other school I’ve ever been to? I found out my assignment (preliminary) which is at Shady Grove. Relieved I don’t have to drive to Baltimore. Now I’m hoping I don’t have to do nights.
Taco night tonight, baby! Best night of the week.
Small act: None! boo. Nothing besides fretting and complaining. Does saying “great job” & “thank you” to a pal who advocated for Medicaid services count as a small act? I hope so. Go Marta!