Grades and the Meeting From Hell

I just finished a course on Tuesday. It was 'Research and Information Utilization'. It nearly killed me. I have been waiting for the damned prof. to post my grade online, but it hasn't happened yet. Usually, I'm not this obsessed with what my grade is, however, this time I'm seriously wondering what the hell it is. I have earned A's in my previous 4 classes, and I knew I earned them before grades were posted. This time, my final individual paper was weak, and I knew it. Our team paper was good, and our presentation totally rocked. I guess I'm just worried about that paper. Not that a B would kill me, mind you. I'm not a perfectionist, but that string of A's on my grade report is so pretty... Anyway, I did have an interesting meeting with my learning team last Saturday. Friday night we had some friends call us to go out. They were buying the drinks, so we were able to go. Now normally when we go out I just drink Bud Light. On this night, that is exactly what I intended. Then I made a comment about Jack & Coke being yummy. Well, that was all it took; Dimples went and bought us two Jack & Cokes. Apparently, we were really thirsty, because those Jack & Cokes went down like water...and they were pretty strong. So we sat around the fire drinking these lovely libations until about 2:00-ish. We all got back to my house at 2:30 and drank about a case of beer while playing Apples to Apples. (I will dedicate a post to this game soon.) So at 3:30, I realize that I have a meeting with my learning team from school at 8:00 that morning. That's 4.5 hours away. YIKES! I went right to bed and passed out cold. My alarm went off at 7:00 a.m. I sat up, got out of bed and fell down. I'm pretty sure I was still drunk. I drank some coffee, but it wasn't settling right, so I drank water like a camel lost in the desert for months. My hair went up in a ponytail, I threw on some clothes and off I went to my meeting. We meet at Coffee Plantation because they have comfy couches and food. These are the two elements needed when having a meeting. When I walked in, only one person from my team was there. She asked if I wanted coffee and I said, "No, just water." I explained to her that I was still drunk from the previous night, and she couldn't stop laughing. At this point, everyone else arrived and noticed that my sunglasses were still on. I related my story to them and they thought it was pretty funny, too. Derrick said, "I have been on many learning teams and usually people use that as an excuse for missing a meeting, so I give you props for showing up at all!" How proud was I at that moment? I was definitely smiling! The meeting was kept short (we didn't have a lot to do). I went home and was back in bed by 9:30. At 10:30, Big D woke me up in a panic and said, "Did you go to your meeting?" I rolled over, gave him the evil eye that only a wife can give and said (in a very weak and sleepy voice), "Mmm-hmm, now please leave me alone to die in peace." I slept until 1:30, moved to the recliner and didn't move all day. The next time I drink Jack & Coke I will make sure I do not have any meetings scheduled (or a life) the next day. :)