The last few weeks have been spectacularly grim and even though I've tried to re-frame my thinking into being excited! about learning! and being grateful! for the opportunities I've been given! I've kind of failed. I have been snappy and tense and sometimes mean (okay, a lot mean. Just ask Shawn.) I have felt sorry for myself (something I hate in others and absolutely loathe in myself.) I can see the light at the end of the tunnel now though, and I've started to see the light in myself again. I mean, I'm still worried about my ability to pass my exam and I'm still disproportionately angry about the fucking sleep study and breathing mask, but I've started to feel less like stabbing people in the ear and more like buckling down and getting shit done. It helps that I've got a deadline and that deadline is fast approaching. After this weekend, I don't plan on thinking about accounting ever again (which may not align with my employer's expectations but, please just allow me this disillusion until after I write my exam.) After August 19th, I won't wear a breathing mask to bed ever again (I say while furiously knocking on wood.) The end is in sight.