You know those days were it seems like everything bad possible can happen and it keeps on happening? Today was like that, but the polar opposite: I got smacked in the face with a bunch of good shit.

As soon as I got out of work I stopped at my house to grab that Academic Advising Form. I went to the ATM and took out $400 — not for a bribe; I didn’t up needing that kind of leverage — and stopped at Barnes and Noble for a gift card. Then I went to NVCC and found the Dean’s office. Her secretary said she was at lunch and would be back any minute, and coincidentally the secretary had just been on the phone with the Counseling Center discussing me and the Academic Advising Forms.

The Dean came back and we sat down with all of the copies. She looked at my form and confirmed that my advisor had told me to take the wrong course. Then, she said she would email the Registrar and have them waive that class. I’m graduating.

After that, I drove through a ton of traffic to get home and Dad called me. He told me to meet Vinny, the guy selling the Pontiac Sunfire, so he could sign the title over to me and I could pay him. He handed me the title, I handed him the $400, and not even the crazy traffic could kill my buzz. I have a better car.

On top of all that, tonight is the last night that Mike will be doing 3rd shift. He’ll be doing early mornings until the new year, and then he’s going to look for a better job. I get my Michael back.

Everything is falling into place, instead of falling apart.

Now it’s time to get ready for the holidays…