Today, your gentle* heroine was a beacon of all things productive.
I got up at 8:30 a.m. after not many hours of sleep (my cute neighbour to the left has a penchant for playing punk music at 2:30 a.m.--something that would anger me under difficult circumstances, but he has facial hair of choice, and always obligingly turns down the racket when I hammer on the wall) and went to school.
I participated in class.
I bought the next book I have to read.
I got new glasses. (After losing a fifth game of Spider Solitare in a row last night, for nothing more than the sheer reason that I couldn't see the cards, I knew I had to bite the bullet. Not being able to see my computer screen in front of me is a sad state of affairs.)
I bought new lightbulbs, in anticipation of my own lights being replaced.
I got a new debit card.
I feel good. It's been a good day. Productivity. I'm going to reward myself now. A game or two of spider solitare is in order.
______________________________________________________*Okay, so I couldn't think of another adjective to describe myself at the moment.