Adam and I have 127 days before we’re getting married. I started finals this week and have 5 days left before I have to put my pencil down and wait for my semester’s grades. I filed my taxes on April 17th at 9:02 pm, so my $855 direct deposit should hit before the middle of next week. I made 21,000 last year, but after all of my business and educational expense, I had a taxable income of <$3k. I have 5 days to come up with $612 or Progressive will end my insurance policy on my car 2 months prematurely. It’s been two weeks since I’ve driven for GrubHub due to a clerical error that got me locked out of their system. I have 4 weeks worth of laundry to do and I’ll need 4 hours, 30 minutes to get the job done at my parents’ house. I have 15 days before rent is due for my little room at the hostel. I have 4 days to reapply for Medicaid. I have 12 chapters of biology left to memorize before my exam Monday afternoon. I have 100 days to hit my dress size goal. I am currently in-between a 14-16 and would like to walk down the aisle a size 8. I have $95 in the bank and 9 eggs, 1/4 lb of cheese, 1 stick of butter and 12 cherry tomatoes in my mini-fridge. I’ll have 7/8 of a tank worth of gas after I meet Adam for a movie date in 95 minutes, and drive back home this evening. My car is 14 years old with 155,320 miles on it. My resting heart rate despite a poor night’s sleep is 65. I’ll take 5 mg of melatonin before hitting the sheets at about 10:45 tonight like I always do.
I can count just like anyone else, probably more precisely than most. So why am I so sure that I’ve failed my Trigonometry final today?