I've been busy trying to get over the gallon of caipirinha's I drank last night..

...to celebrate that I PASSED the bar.

Transitions

Our dog walker fired us on Friday. Not really, we love her and mutually agreed to part ways, but it is meaning another round of "figure out how to take care of you're totally lovable yet totally certifiable pooch."

I keep meaning to post about our trip -- amazing! But I came home with what we think was a mild case of Dengue Fever. I also keep meaning to post about starting work -- harsh! But I love it. And the biggest but of this paragraph... I can never bring myself to post. I think this means this blog has run its course save for one very happy drunk (champagne!) or very miserable drunk (Jack Daniels!) post I imagine making on November 21. And, maybe some anxiety ridden posts in the interim for old time's sake.

peace out

We're heading to Thailand soon to complete the recovery process. Hopefully I will have lots of fun stories to share when I return.

Slowly, slowly, coming back to life

The bar was a much more physical experience than I anticipated and took a toll on my body. During the test, I was downing Advil and Tums like candy. Not much food sounded good and what did was unhealthy. I had to eat, so I lived off of double lattes, Nation's Giant Veggie Burgers, Fries, Milkshakes and pizza for three days. Add the massive anxiety and fact that I was typing or filling in scantrons furiously for 18 hours...

I just want to feel normal again. But, letting go mentally and reclaiming my body is going to be a process. I couldn't sleep much Thursday night even though I was exhausted. By mid day Friday I was a wreck. Luckily the massage I'd scheduled helped. But, while my shoulders are finally where they belong instead of hugging my ears, I still feel all sorts of off. I am sort of headachy and cranky and really tired. But, at the bottom of all of that, the main thing I feel is relief.

Stick a fork in me...

... for better or worse, I am DONE.

And, sufficiently intoxicated. Yay for pomigranite infused tequila.

A Bar Exam Miracle

So let's see, where to start...I guess I'll go with chronological but the good stuff is at the end.

I got here yesterday and settled in, walked from the hotel to the coffee shop to the conference center then decided to go see Step Brothers. It was funny, but I had a mild panic attack in the middle trying to remember UCC provisions. I have a stock pile of healthy food but decided to forego it for a veggie burger, fries, and a Vanilla shake from the amazing Nation's Giant Burger . I had mild anxiety all night, but managed to skim some outlines and get enough sleep.

This morning I got ready, bumped some Eminem 'Til I Collapse and headed to Starbucks where I read trashy mags, got caffeinated and headed to the conference center. Dude, it is a total cattle herd – hundreds of people trying to get into the exam room, nerves palpable.

I was very excited to have an aisle seat… until I recognized the person who came to sit next to me. At the end of the first session he said he really liked his answers and thought the exam was cake. Then, at the end of the second session he told me all about what the best process was for organizing a performance test. But, I have to say he was very encouraging when my computer almost died! Duh duh duh...

Yes, I went to launch exam soft and it wouldn’t work. And it wouldn’t work. And I was FREAKING out internally, but trying to remain calm externally. And the guy sitting next to me was very reassuring and told me to try again. So, I just pressed the power button, turned it off, waited … and… I swear that everyone’s prayers, lit candles and good vibes powered my computer. When I pushed the power button again, Examsoft was up and ready to go.

That's a wrap

I think I am officially done studying for this...

The Time has Come Today - Time!

My way of memorizing things is to write them by hand, sometimes repeatedly. If you walked into my office, you would think I was mad based on the strewn papers with random elements scribbled all over them. Today I was using an old legal pad I found in a drawer to memorize PR - ABA: no sex with client unless pre-existing r/ship. CA: sex okay if reasonable - don't rape!

I flipped the first page and found a list of law schools and their application deadlines. I flipped another page and found mock ups of the save the date cards we did for our wedding. That feels like an eternity ago and I can't wait until I feel the same way about this exam.