I LOVE Fridays

My Fridays are a joke. Once I leave my nursing 215 class at 10:50, I am pretty well checked out even though I still have to make it through Organic biochemistry for health professions.

Would you be able to pay attention in a class with that title on Friday? 

What if you had a Hulu queue full of your favorite shows to catch up on? 

And a nap with your favorite furry friend to get to? 

Fridays once I get home from class, as long as I’m not traveling home or to Ames, I usually do laundry, clean and catch up on my shows via Hulu and Netflix. I’m working my way through the seasons of Bones currently. 

Today I decided I have finally had it with Sean’s two mountains of clothes. One is in his closet and the other in our room. I’m tired of looking at them so I told him to pile everything that is clean on the bed and that I was going to organize it all the afternoon. 

I told him we’re adults now (he claims I’m an adult and he’s just awesome) and he is a business owner starting next week so we need to keep our apartment looking nice and organized. BOOM. Perfect excuse to get him to start cleaning up after himself. I’m sure it won’t work though. I should start charging him for cleaning up after him so much. 

Carver makes folding much harder. 

 Sean had THREE baskets of assorted clothes I had to deal with. Carver, who loves to dig in baskets, made the entire process much more difficult.

This is not even all of his socks. I folded through all of Grey’s. 

Maybe it’s a good thing I don’t have much of a social life because nothing would ever get done around my apartment if I did. 

~Marissa