Started off with not nearly enough sleep, but got up and to PT on time, shaven, and in the proper uniform. A 4.2 mile run later, and I'm off to the apartment. I "conduct hygiene" in the best Army style I can muster, and choke down the fake equivalent of 4 scrambled eggs. Damned sink is still clogged up. (And it's still clogged up, even after the Draino.) Running off to class, grabbing the paperwork I need for errands. Am I late? No, no, I'm good. And I have the doughnuts I picked up after PT. Distro the fat pills to the troops, and it's a couple hours of [the stuff it is I do at work].
Lunchtime, just a tad early. Signed the big boy up for day care for the summer, and put the money down on it. Found out I need to come in closer to the actual date to sign the little one up, so I make a note. Over to the BX, write some checks, mail some bills (and some NetFlix movies), buy some crummy food at the shoppette. Red Bull, cashews, frozen chicken salad sandwich. (It wasn't supposed to be frozen.)
Back to school, couple more hours of propping my eyelids open. After school, head over to the furniture store. We're getting bunkbeds! I need to order some twin sheets for them, maybe Star Wars, maybe Hot Wheels? We'll see.
Good lord, I'm tired.