2016 could have been the first year during which  I could have made 6 blood donations - the maximum number of donations in a year.

- Ha! - said the Universe and dropped the level of iron in my blood quite below the acceptable level right on the day of donation.

-Ok, - I thought, -  Saves an hour for errands; can finish my errands sooner and study without interruption.

- Yep! - said the Universe and started a snowfall on Wednesday, causing the test center to be closed the next day due to weather conditions.

- No problem, - said I. - I will reschedule and have a few more days for revision.

- Good luck with that! - said the Universe and generously presented the next appointment on the exam calendar 2 weeks after my start date at work. Which kind of ... interfered with my goal of being done with the exam before my start date, and not having to study at night, being all exhausted.

Having spent a decent amount of time and energy on the phone with Prometric, I got a testing time in 2 days, rather than 2 weeks. "Cool" - thought I.

- Ha! - said the Universe and got my kids' nanny sick the next morning. The morning I had to drop off my car for repair right after dropping off Arthur at daycare.

- Whatever, - I said. With Von Zobel's help of managing 1 car seat and 1 child, dropped off Arthur, was at repair shop on time, managed to take off 2nd booster seat (extremely hard to do when it's below zero outside and your fingers are frozen), patiently waited for the staff to double and triple check their calendar as they did not even have me down  for that morning (despite confirmations and reminders emailed to me!), patiently waited for rental car company to pick me up (which should have been arranged for the time of my arrival to the car shop), patiently went through the rental car pick up process and finally got home very close to boiling point in my brain.

- Ok, good luck with your revision now, - said the Universe
- Ha! - said I. And focused on the revision, and played with Chill Jr after he woke up, and took him to Chill Sr's daycare to pick him up together.

The next day was pretty uneventful, and started with Chill Sr's  swimming classes and continued into dealing with screaming kids (Von Zobel did get them out for a walk at some point though), and finding myself in the end of a looong queue once I arrived to the testing center. Apparently, everybody felt as smart as I was and decided to come a little early. But I did get to start the exam on time, and there were no technical hiccup along the way either. And even though my brain was fried after the exam (as it always is) I managed to get through some unfinished business that night, and today too, functioning more like on an autopilot, but getting things done nevertheless.

New phase in life commences tomorrow. Thank you, Dear Universe!
I need to work out a new schedule and a new source of energy to follow it through daily. :)