Okay, so I am the first to confess when I am dumb.
Today as I was filling out my time sheet, I looked at the calendar, grumbling about my upcoming final language test.
I had in my head that I had five weeks left.
But I have six.
Somehow, having six more weeks is SO much better than five. Yes, I know that is crazy.
But seriously, five weeks is practically a month, where six is a month and a half! That's lots of time!
Of course, what I DON'T have lots of time before is that progress test they sprung on me. Grumble. THAT is only six DAYS away.
Still not happy about that.
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