Two days
Ok, so tomorrow, I will officially be a frothing mess of blabbering idiocy. It happens every year as I turn into a little kid at Christmas. We've finally got some semblance of a plan and I'm ready to go.I'm sure I won't be sleeping much, but that's always how it goes. I just hope to see some birds because well, I need to see some birds.
By the way, I have to thank my advisor for bailing me out and putting me back on track. Now I just have to rework my portfolio and then I just have to dress up on Wednesday.