I'll admit, it was touch and go there for awhile. All of my practice test scores were coming in all over the place, so I didn't know what to expect.
But I have a little piece of paper that says "pass" on it now, and I'm not giving it up. Not for puppy dog eyes, not for gingerbread, not for a whole case of Diet Dr. Pepper (because I already have one of those, duh).
And now slowly, but surely, I am coming out of the dark cave of cram-studying and into the twinkle lights of the holiday season... further evidence of that to follow very, very soon.
