It's not time to pop the cork yet but the glasses are chilling and the ice is in the freezer.
I'm O N E day away from finishing up the two grad papers I put off until summer.
O N E day.
That day is for the final re-reading to a make sure no gross errors exist and that I covered most of the topics demanded by the rubric.
On Friday I expect I'll deliver the papers to the college center, pop the cork on the carbonated grape juice and collapse in a heap with doggies frolicking in glee that no more curse words and ugly voices are hollering from the computer room.