My Unit 5 exam is Wednesday (tomorrow!) and I feel like a bottle of bubbly that’s been aggressively shaken. The pressure is building and I just want to let all this information about sparkling wine fly out of my brain like CO2 frantically escaping its glass bottle. I’ve been studying for this exam for three months now – I am ready to be DONE.
I’ll admit it – I’ve hit a wall. But I’m not overly worried about it because the exact same thing happened back in June near the end of my Unit 2 studies (which I ended up passing with Distinction – woot!). I’m not hitting a wall because I’m disinterested in studying wine (God forbid) – it’s just that my brain is full and I cannot cram in any more information. However, what DOES worry me a bit, is that my upcoming Unit 5 exam is maybe 1/10th the size of the ginormous Unit 3 (which covers all wines of the world – except for sparkling and fortified) which I’ll tackle in early 2020. So, before that time, either my brain has to get bigger or I’ve got to study smarter. I’m hoping for the brain enlargement, but I’ll table officially panicking on that until a later date . . .
I realized that even Hubs is done with my Unit 5 studies when he begged me this past weekend “can we please have something to drink besides bubbles?” This coming from a guy who used to frequently complain that we didn’t have enough sparkling wine in the house. And I know he’s tired of me saying “studying” when he asks “what’s the plan for tonight”? Plus, he’s probably as sick as I am of my outlines laying all over the house – Argentina in the kitchen, Vouvray in the office, Asti in the bathroom (I swear this isn’t an implication of its quality!)
Last Sunday, Hubs & I took a break and went over to a friend’s house to watch our beloved Seahawks. I brought some “leftover” sparkling wines with me (read: ones that I’d opened the night before to study/taste). When the host commented that he didn’t usually like Champagne, but he liked the Champagne that I brought, I promptly informed him that what we were drinking was in fact NOT Champagne, it was sparkling wine from New Zealand – a completely different beast due to climate, varieties used and production method. I’m sure we’ll be getting an invite back to his house soon. Perhaps I should revisit the lesson I JUST learned at my MW tasting regarding humility and how nobody likes a know-it-all.
So – what am I going to do after my exam on Wednesday? Well, for starters, I’m looking forward to catching up on some non-wine reading. You know I’m buried when I let something as pertinent as my subscription to People magazine lapse! I’d also like to finish “nesting” (Hubs’ endearing term for my habit) in our new home . . . which we moved into seven months ago. And I can’t wait to get that fucking “Martini & Rossi – Asti Spumante” jingle out of my head. I’m just excited to look up from my laptop, put away my outlines, and get outside of the house and into this beautiful Southern California weather.
But before I get to all that, I need to go see what the UPS driver just left on my doorstep. It might be my Unit 2 materials for the Italian Wine Scholar exam I’ll be taking in a few months . . .