I recently took the California State Bar Examination. The nearly 10-week prep beforehand forced me to hole up in my apartment, accompanied by piles of godawful study material and a never-ending supply of caffeine (I’m a Diet Pepsi[*] girl). My family was pretty good about giving me the space and quiet time I needed for most of the summer – they limited their otherwise daily phone calls, they made sure my fridge was fully stocked with homemade food and groceries (for which I can’t thank them enough =) and, perhaps most noticeably, they refrained from mentioning and setting me up with potential suitors. They were more than accommodating (which means that if I don’t pass the Bar the first time around, it’ll be my own damn fault).
But I know my family. I knew they were on their best behavior. And I knew that it wouldn’t last.
[*] Full disclosure and insight into the first of my many eccentricities: I add a splash of PINK (not yellow; there is a difference) lemonade to my Diet Pepsi.
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