Hah!

I am free, free, free!

I finished my last paper at 30 minutes before the deadline. And I got a blessing from my home teachers the night before when they came over, which I can now totally recommend. I wasn't stressed out or rushed or anything at the end. So that was really, really nice.

Of course, all my fingernails are gone now. And half my toenails. But it could be worse.

Also I dreamed that my Collection Management teacher turned all evil and threatened to kill me because I hadn't finished writing the paper for her yet. That was a bit freaky. Instead of her normal sassy Scottish friendly self, she suddenly became like that really sneaky evil aristocrat lady that Lindsay Duncan played in Tom Jones and I kept expecting her to rake her nails down my face all slow like she did to that poor footman.

But now it's all okay. And then I got myself all dolled up in my 40s dress and did the hair and wore the pearls and the shoes which did not match and ate marinated brie on toast for dinner and had a good time. So thanks for pulling for me, everyone!! You won't have to do it again until September!