3 down and 2 to go

This week has been full of schoolwork. Next week I have two tests, so my professor are all trying to cram in as many reading assignments as possible. It's lovely. I have, however, managed to extract myself from my books for an hour here and there to regain my sanity.

On Monday I left my room at 930 and came home at 730. I went the grocery store after my classes, which is an activity in and of itself. I love grocery stores, but Monday was one of those days that I just felt frustrated. I am getting used to allotting extra time in my travels. I have fully accepted that stores are not open on a regular or schedule basis here. It does sometimes get frustrated after spending over an hour in the store to pick a few thing simple things, knowing that doing the same thing at home would take minutes. I searched for breadcrumbs, baking soda/powder, brown sugar, vanilla. While I managed to find most of the items, not knowing the danish words on the packages made me feel ignorant. I learned to recognize, but not pronounce, words like chicken, tomatoes, cumber, but sometimes you cannot discern the items based on the looks alone.

So after performing a scavenger hunt of sorts in the grocery store, I hauled all my goods home and made a delicious dinner. Although shopping was frustrating, overwhelming, and just plain exhusting, I remind myself that it is par for the course, and teaching me to be more patient (which I certainly can use more of).

Tuesday class went well, had a good run. Today I had no classes, so it gave me a chance to catch up, and get slightly ahead in my work. I woke up to a call asking me if I wanted to run in a 10K next weekend, because she remembered that I said I run, and her relatives in Denmark have an extra ticket. Now grant it, I just woke up, thus everyone who knows me can draw the conclusion that I was not in the 'right mind' to make decision. I agreed; the race is next weekend. I warned Elizabeth that my time will not be, shall we say, fast. I am only a few weeks back from cross-training. It is next Sunday. It will undoubtedly be interesting.

So when I hung up the phone, I rolled over and went back sleep. Then later in the day I met Hanna, who is in my EU class, at the metro and we made cookies. Learned that oats here are not rolled oats, and saved the cookies by adding flour (thank goodness I watch food network and was able to figure that out). I kept three cookies and packed the rest up with her. My mom baked me cookies, biscotti, and sent them here. I got package today, which made the day even better. Went for a run, homework, and now I'll do yoga and then more reading.