The day is done...or is it?

The day is almost done according to the clock.

I'm not quite done, however. I'm taking a psychology class called Life Span Development. A few days ago, I was ready to throw in the towel, because the first few chapters of this textbook read like neurobiology. I guess. I don't do biology. That's why I'm not a doctor. (Now you know.)

So, I stepped away from it. Vented to Shalane. Talked with my advisor and my instructor. 

Attitude adjusted. 

Now, here I sit, enthusiastically working to finish the assignment that got me frustrated in the first place. Until I finish it, however, my day won't really be done.