I just wrapped my Data Modeling class. I did well, despite the universe’s best efforts to derail my final project. The project was a case study that was supposed to take a month and a half: I wound up having to do it over a weekend of back-to-back fifteen hour days, after having spent most of that week crunching out a last-minute work project.
The case study reminded me of just how good my Penguin of Self-Doubt is at making me see things that just aren’t there — or rather, miss things that are right where they’re supposed to be. When I submitted my assignment, I added a note to my instructor apologizing for the things I’d left out, because wow, there were a lot of things that I just didn’t have time to cover.
Her response was more or less “Huh?”
Surprised by her surprise, I went back and read my submission — and said “Huh?” She was right. I hadn’t actually missed anything I’d wanted to cover.
Unfreakingbelievable. I could have sworn on The Book of Bittman that I’d failed to write to those points.