my favorite character in Winnie the Pooh is that Mole that always whistles when he-phew-talks... i know how that mole feels.
I have been in the fetal postion curled around my Group 1 Insurance Study book since Wednesday night. yes, all through thanksgiving.
yes. all through the football games. all through the family visits. while Alicia was touring potential homes, I was reading away and highlighting words and sentances and paragraphs about IRA's and variable annuities and guaranteed renewals.
as of 2:30 today i popped my little mole head out of the ground and blinked my little mole eyes and an old lady named Sheryl was there and she said I passed. then she fingerprinted me like some felon, patted me on the rump and sent me on my way.
the good news? I get to start all over tonight studying for my series 6 which is part 1 of certification with the NASD (national association of swamp diggers i think)
the great news? this test is twice as long (5 hours) and twice as hard! Yeah!
(slight scurrying heard as the mole heads back underground to study and eat bacon)