Down one hill, up another

For my (2) readers, a small bit of background:

The 2 programs I have been working on since I started working for the credit union 4 and a half years ago are the CCUE (Certified Credit Union Executive) and the CFP (Certified Financial Planner). The CCUE is significantly lower on the "Wow" scale, but it still gives an employee the one-up over someone who does not have the designation.

I started working on the CCUE in 2004, and took a break from it in 2005 when I started self-study classes for CFP, which were significantly more difficult than the classroom sessions I had been doing before.

I finally got back into CCUE, being that I had only one more class to complete before getting the designation. I took that last test on August 12th, kicked its ass, and am now one piece of paper away from being a CCUE. So that's finished and I'm so glad I don't have to worry about it anymore.

I got an email today that my review materials for my CFP review in October have been delivered to my porch. 960 pages of great fun. I have to have it all read and worked before going to the review course, which means, well, that life is just going to suck for the next three months. But I'm sitting for the exam in November and I'm so incredibly motivated to be finished. I've just spent so much time working on this and it's time to be done.

Things are going well at home. Ian is starting gymnastics next week. Saturday night we tuned into the US championship girls' gymnastics. I left the room for a second and when I came back in Ian was standing on the coffee table with his arms raised in a "V", preparing to leap.

I think he'll really enjoy the class. Too bad it's only one night a week - I'm convinced my child is sneaking crack when I'm not looking. He has super-human amounts of energy.

We are going to Asheville overLabor Day weekend, something I have been putting off for a year and a half now. I have not wanted to go back b/c I knew it would be too painful for me. I really miss it there. And the reason we're going is quite painful as well - my best friend is moving to Arizona as soon as her house sells and she'll no longer be a day's drive away. :( I'm heartbroken, but I understand why she has to go. Gotta go where the jobs are.

My dad filed for divorce from the shrieking harpie last week and we're on pins and needles to see if she'll just sign the damned papers and be done with it. I can't wait to have her out of our lives.

Overall, though, it's been a really good couple of months lately. (I think my meds are finally kicking in.) Things are starting to look up and I'm feeling better and better about being done with CFP by the end of the year. Go me. :p