Archive for February, 2008

I failed my certification exam for financial aid today.  So I’m out of production for three days and have to do the six program tests over again. I have to retest and certify by the 1st or I get pulled indefinitely.  Uhm. Not. Good.  This exam certifies me to do title four funding, pell grants and private loans through major financial institutions for student loans.  

What sucks is that because of the way the questions are phrased I did a lot of, “Hmm. It’s either this one or this one.”

Click.

Incorrect.
“Oopsy-daisy. I guess that wasn’t it.”

I missed by two. Yes, two questions.  Although I know which ones they are, I cannot officially re-take the test till Saturday. Go figure. So yeeaahh, I suck.

I’ve been taking a generous amount of space for myself lately.  Not answering my phone so much.  Not making plans or overbooking my schedule. And suddenly I don’t feel like such a manic freak anymore – imagine that! Not over-committing actual helps me not feel crazy! Not that I don’t love my peeps, but some downtime to focus on creative pursuits has been fabulous! Not to worry folks. I’m sure I’ll be back to over-booking my days in not time at all. That’s just how I roll.

Just to prove it I have two new photo gigs coming up.  The Women Who Rock night on March 1st.  Also the CD release party for Beth Willis on the 15th. YAY! Another CD cover for my portfolio. I will get back to you with times and locations and all that jazz.

March is also the new quarter so for a couple of weeks I’ll have 12 hour days maybe six days a week.  It’s likely I’ll show up at the gym and just sit in the hot tube like a potato.

So it may appear that I’ve fallen off the map, but that’s only because I’m taking quiet time to prepare for the mad rush of spring projects, at which time I will actually fall off the map.  Sorry.

Also, it should be mentioned that I just watched ‘Becoming Jane’ and despite some hefty creative license to the story of Jane Austen – I really loved it.  Highly recommend. Disclaimer: Do not watch this film alone, and with a bottle of cheap wine. Use a friend spotter or a decent chocolate and for god sake – take a box of Kleenex.