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You can tell that you're finally beginning to catch up on sleep when on Sunday morning the alarm goes at 8, and you actually get up. Rather than hitting the snooze five times so that you actually end up getting up at 8:30 or 9.

Yesterday Scott and I spent about an hour driving around Abbotsford looking at apartment buildings we might want to live in. We didn't actually look at any apartments, mind you, we just looked at the outsides. (Yes, we're snobby and judge the building by it's outside.) But I think that the exterior probably speaks to the interior. Here's how a conversation might go:
"Hello, I'm the exterior. I look pretty crappy. Are you crappy, too?"
"Hello exterior, I'm the interior. Since you're crappy, I'm crappy. Makes sense, right?"
"Yes, the landlord doesn't take care of me, so he doesn't take care of you."
"yep."
"yep."
They both fall asleep.
Hopefully we'll find one we like soon, and Scott can move. He's pretty anxious to move, I think.

Thirteen more days of spring break, including today.

Now, don't laugh at me (despite myself I find myself becoming fairly organized) but I divided my spring break to-do list into days. I figure that if I divide it up, it won't seem as big, first of all, and also I'll be more likely to get it done. And I really want to be finished all of my school work when Scott's parents come in a week so that I can relax without being stressed out about not getting work done. Left for this weekend are: laundry and finalize guest list (wedding.)

Okay. Boring post for a Sunday morning. I'll fold my laundry now.