Way back in my previous life, I was an excellent student. Over my educational career, I accumulated a crate full of all sorts of academic awards. I have no trouble motivating myself from within. My level of self-discipline is amazing. Apparently, though, I am still an objective feedback junkie. I was determine not only to pass my Medical Transcriptionist final exam, but to get High Honors (more than 95% on the exam) doing so.

I was pretty sure I had done well, but it wasn't until last evening, when I saw the e-mail that said, "Congratulations, you graduated with High Honors," that I could finally relax and breathe again. I received a score of 98% on the objective portion and 96% on the transcription portion. This is more than just an academic achievement, though, because the company which administered this program gives much more job placement assistance to the High Honors grads than it does to the other grads. I am hoping that I will be able to find some work but not until July when I get back from my much-needed two-week vacation.

Whew.

Now it's back to knitting. I am almost done with a baby blanket I've been working on. I just have to put a ruffled edge on it, so it's going to Maryland with me. I love the stitch pattern, but the two colors I chose (one a solid and one a coordinating marled) aren't getting along as well as I thought they would. I may have to reknit this in a different color combo. We'll see. I like bright colors, but it is kind of retina-burning for a baby.

I've got to pack today for my classes this weekend. A gentleman from our church died early Monday morning and his funeral is tomorrow. I am part of an octet that is singing at the service in the afternoon—with a practice in the morning—and I'll probably just head down to Hamilton, MT (a three-hour drive) right after the service is over. The fiber fest organizers have put me in a hotel. Yay. Two solid evenings of quiet knitting time and the Weather Channel and I should be nice and rested when I get back on Sunday.