You see, I have had this strong nudging to study for my GRE. So I did. A little. A very little. Then I came to the math. It made my head spin. So I stopped. Other things (like changing jobs) got in the way of studying and I put it on the back burner.
Then along came a tornado warning. I had just finished a run when the sirens went off. I know, it doesn't seem safe to run around a tree lined path with a bunch of waving branches and high winds, but hey, it got done and I was safe.
I clearly was not supposed to go to Cincinnati today.
So impending storm sent me to the bathroom. With my GRE book. And my phone. This is how far I got after the storm (notice the blank piece of paper).
I finally started reading and realized I was a lot math dumber than I had thought. (I am a social worker for a reason.) So I watched Khan Academy. A few hours of it. The rusty cogs started turning and I got the equations (which made me feel very satisfied), but I hit my breaking point and ended up on the floor. I whined. I wanted to punch things. Then I broke out the icing. This may be the first time in my life to do this. Desperate times call for desperate measures.
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