Okay, so I've completed the exam. Rather, I'm done with the exam. Taking the exam this time was just a confirmation to myself that I need to move on. There was no way, without some sort of divine intervention, that I was going to pass. And that's okay. It's not for everyone, and certainly not for me. That doesn't even mean that I won't be getting a PhD. It just means I won't be getting this PhD.
I'll have a Masters Degree in Mathematics. Now, off to find a job!
On a side note, my mom and I have been making a dollhouse for the annual auction at Frank's school. It's just the sweetest thing. I've been knitting some mini bedspreads for the beds.
I'm afraid I have the knitting bug and now I wonder how people who love to knit ever manage to do anything else. It's a bit consuming. So much so that even the most basic things like fixing a meal become a bit of a bother because they cut into knitting time.
Change is exciting and painful all at the same time.