Oh boy, how I wish I could’ve seen the sight of me running home.
Let me start from the beginning:
My friend, Elissa, and I have to work on an environmental science project together that requires a 2-liter and some matches, but the problem was that neither of us drink soda.
Because we have good friends, our friend Dave left an empty one on my desk so we could get to business.
First things first though, I had to clock in for my internship.
As I carried this empty 2-liter to my desk as several people poked fun as to why I was carrying it, but little did they know I was about to look sillier.
As I got off work I started to walk home and I passed by Elissa who was headed to her car to go to my apartment for the project. Naturally, we started walking together.
My goodness it was freezing and the sun was near completely setting. As we reached the fork in our walk, she dashed towards her car, and I started to book it home. I ran across the street and began sprinting down my road with no street lights (safety hazard?). The best part though was that I was huffing, running, carrying 20 lbs of books, and an empty two liter in my hand as I sprinted in the dark towards my house.
I HAD to beat her.
As I struggled inside the door I did a little victory dance and turned on the kettle so her and I could share some hot chocolate on this chilly, winter night.
We had a lot of fun dancing around to music, doing our project and sipping our mugs clean!
I tried to get some pictures, but my cat photobombed them a bit 😉
As you can tell… one of us was one Facebook while the other was working. Whoops!