As of today, I’m feeling much less submerged. I got through my horrendous annual report analysis project with a respectable grade, no less. I would have just settled for “done”. Starting to find my groove at work, learning how to communicate and respond in a very, very different environment than I’m used to. Michelann does not like it when she cannot control her environment, other’s perceptions of her, and her own sense of inadequacy. All those things that you just really can’t control. Of course, the best way to deal with it would be to GET OVER IT, as my boyfriend has lovingly suggested on several occasions, but I prefer to stress out, cry, feel bad, mope, talk about it far to much, and then get over it. And then find something else to stress out about. Lather, rinse, repeat.

Remember the pictures I posted of the house a few weeks ago? Of course you do. Well, now we’re featured on our designer’s website:

http://www.roomfu.com/gallery83.html

Great pictures, no? It’s a very nice room to hang out in. Next on the agenda is the bedroom. It’s going to be hot pink with purple stripes. Just kidding, David. Oh, wait, David never reads my blog. It really is going to be hot pink, shhh, don’t tell him!

One of the unintended outcomes of my finance class, is my sudden realization of my total financial incompetence. From understanding basic terms, to having the first clue about investment and retirement savings, I have been operating at about a 5th grade level. Except I thought I was a fairly financially savvy adult. I was wrong, so wrong.

I have to spend the weekend writing a research paper for my class, which seems like a happy vacation after the last project. Actual prose! No ratios! Comprehension of what I’m writing! After class, we’re all going drinking. Amen.