The Curse of Law School Finals
So for the last two and a half years Jason and I have endured law school exams. Fortunately they only occur twice each year, and we are on our last year. We figured out very early on that not only was this an extremely high stressful time for both of us, but it is also a cursed time. His very first semester at SMU one week before his first final in law school he woke up one morning got ready for school and left only to come right back in the house with this completely defeated look on his face to tell me that someone had broken the window in his car and taken his radio and his back pack, which contained all of his notes from that semester. After that we would notice that every time finals came around something catastrophic would occur. Each time we would hope that we would escape the curse and each time we were proven wrong. So this year being the brilliant person that I am I anticipated this occurrence and tried to outsmart the curse. I knew that it would be especially hard for me because I am working during finals for the first time in retail around the holidays. So since most of our curse seems to revolve around my car leaving the kids and I stranded on the side of the highway somewhere while Jason is just beginning to take a five hour test I made sure my car was healthy. Two weeks ago I noticed it was taking a little more time to start so all on my own Clayton and I made a trip to Auto Zone. We had them test our battery and alternator and sure enough it showed we had a bad battery so I exchanged the battery and had the very nice mechanic in their parking lot change it out for me certain I would avoid disaster. So last night since my wonderful mother had the kids all weekend so I could work and Jason could study Jason and I thought we would grab a late dinner once he got home from the library. Just as we were approaching the restaurant my car started flashing all sorts of random warning lights so we immediately headed straight home only to become stranded in Dallas at 10:00 at night. Luckily we have really awesome friends and we were able to get a ride home and slowly work towards getting my car back to the garage. It turns out we will have to replace the alternator, but since it has to be ordered and Jason has a final exam Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday, my car will be parked in the garage for the next week. Luckily we are able to barrow a vehicle from Jason's dad to get us through. And on the bright side at least this time I wasn't stranded on the side of the road by myself with the kids. But it makes me wonder what does the BAR Exam have in store for us. If final exams for law school are cursed does that include the biggest test Jason will ever take in his life that decides whether or not he can pursue his career goals? Is the curse going to get worse the worse the test? Only time will tell. I am very grateful we are in Dallas surrounded by wonderful family instead of Lubbock hundreds of miles away from help like we had originally planned. So if you happen to remember this and notice that it is either December or May or June July or August don't bother praying for us, but please consider sending us an email or giving us a call to see if we are in desperate need of assistance.
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