Finals week at school - the cause of much anxiety, I think I could smell it in the air. I wasn't too worried, just looking forward to being finished. I reminded myself that I'm a freaking tutor for cripe's sake, and actually took my own advice and did fine.
As we sat waiting for our math teacher to arrive for our exam, one kid in front of me was all a-fidget while taking sips of RedBull. I wondered how many of those he'd had that day.
I've just got one class I'm still waiting on the final grade for. I had a solid A going into the final project, which was no biggie, so unless the instructor thinks it's total crap, I should be good to go with that class too.
*ahem* famous last words.
And now, after all that studying and testing... nothing! Yay!
Yesterday I helped Wolfgang move out of his dorm. That translates to - I sat in the car while he and his roommates lugged things. Chaco is checking out later today, but he's been bringing things home piecemeal all week, and last night took Ellie Mae with him, so I don't even need to sit in the car for his final move. Hopefully, he doesn't have much left because I don't know if the house can hold much more!
Think I can pull off a garage sale while they sleep??
So it was nice to enjoy Meego's birthday. Everyone was here for dinner and cake, and I managed to find his gift in all the dorm clutter. Meego's last two birthdays have been somewhat overshadowed with Chaco's and then Wolfgang's high school graduations, so it was nice to not have all that hoopla going on this year.
Then last night was the final band concert followed by a few tunes from the jazz band. There be Meego, slappin' the bass.
Is it my imagination, or is he starting to resemble Rock Chef?