I have been studying all day. Trying to get through the material and make it stick to my brain. Feeling a mixture of nervousness and boredom because the material is somewhat dry and I hope I can get it all read in time and write that paper. This is crunch time for sure.
In the middle of the day I was eyeing the last piece of pie. I thought about eating it right then and there, but I decided that I would save it and reward myself when I finished reading my first book. It gave me something to look forward to all day. I read and read until the words and numbers were jumbled in my head. I looked in the fridge and there it was my slice of pie just waiting to be enjoyed. I was halfway through my book, but wanted to make sure that I fed the puppy and took her for a walk before it got dark.
We returned after our walk and I got right back to studying. I went downstairs to look in the fridge, but my piece of pie was nowhere to be found… Then I turned around and there was the pie box in the trash, I guess my sister found my un-hidden stash.