Relief

My hands are still shaking, there are still butterflies in my tummy, and I am a little nauseous….But I

PASSED MY TEST!!!!

Oh I am so excited! Not only because I now have the state license to accompany my previous federal one (’cause one is not good without the other!) but because I can now read for fun, I can watch TV without guilt, and I can have fun again! I don’t have to spend anymore countless hours studying! I am FREE!

Well until I decide to get my Insurance license anyway….

Thinking…

…the words, “we are having a tea party today and I thought I needed a new tea cozy” were just uttered in my office.

…the weatherman told me this morning it is suppose to be sunny and 70 degrees this weekend. And wouldn’t you know it, I have to study.

…misunderstanding is a bitch. And miscommunication is it’s evil stepmother.

…the countdown ’til this work-week is over is hovering around 24 hours. Why now is time suddenly dragging its feet?

Today is a new day

Today is a new day, with a new mantra:

Today will be a good day. Today will be a good day. Today will be a GOOD day.

And why is that you ask?

  • Sim had his doctor appointment yesterday and he is not dying!! He doesn’t even have Hepatitis! Wahoo!
  • I scheduled my Series 63 exam for Monday. So what if it is in Milwaukie? At least I don’t have to take it on Friday!
  • I lost 5 pounds!
  • Proactive is finally working! In fact, I am not even wearing concealer today!
  • It’s Pink Shoe Day again!
  • It is finally “Hump Day!” Bring on the weekend already!
  • And who doesn’t like a day that starts with a list?!?

Have a great Wednesday everyone! I know I will!

(P.S. I will get into more detail about yesterday later. Right now I don’t have that much time….and its a looooong story. But rest assure, everything turned out ok! Thanks for all the concern!)

Living Nightmare

What is more embarrassing than crying at work?

If you said “nothing” you would be wrong.

Because sobbing so hard you can’t even speak, with the worst blood-shot eyes you have ever seen, tears pouring down your face, mascara and eyeliner all smudged, your nose dripping so much even your extra-soft-Puffs-with-Lotion can’t keep up, co-workers looking at you with mixed emotions of pity and shock, and then it all turns out to be over nothing.

Yeah that is worse. Much, MUCH worse.