January 9, 2014;

So... I woke up to an alarm at 4:45 this morning.  Was it mine? No, it was Sara's she had come into the living room because we managed to catch the mouse, but of course it was in her room that we caught it and it was making noises trying to escape so I had to go and get it out of her room so that she could sleep in there.  I ended up using a pair of tongs to pick up the trap and chuck it out the front door. All I have to say is that after so long of fighting to catch that stinking thing, it is finally gone so Sara can rest easy again.

Then I went back to sleep and stayed asleep until I woke up at eight and sent a message and then again until I actually woke up and got up around 9:30.  Then I got ready and left from Sara's stopping to get gas and some breakfast before I headed home.  Roads were a little bit gross still, but nothing that I could deal with driving in.

After mom got home she dyed my hair.  It's definitely a change from the usual, but I really actually like it.  I am glad that Sara wouldn't let me dye it red again because I needed something different after dying my hair red for almost five years.

I stayed home until after we had dinner which we had grilled chicken, mashed potatoes, and green beans for dinner.  Then I packed up all of my things that I needed to take back with me from home which was way too much stuff. I seriously do not understand how I manage to take so many things home with me anytime I go and always I leave with more then I came back with.  I really don't understand it.

Anyway, the reason that I didn't get this posted yesterday was because when I got back home the internet wasn't working at all.  And it is still being a pain in the butt today.  I swear it never seems to want to work any time anymore, and it's not even that icky outside but it still is going back and forth from working to not working. Who knows...

So since the internet wasn't working we decided to watch Napoleon Dynamite before Sara went to bed and then I went to bed around midnight after talking to someone I hadn't spoke to in a long while and reading some more on The Great Gatsby. 

“The human spirit is stronger than anything that can happen to it.” — C.C. Scott