Well I'm back...
The day didn't start out so good.
First sleeping was a little tough with anticipation of testing the next morning. I got up early, had a bite to eat and tried a few more practice exams to take my mind off of the time.
I tried and tried but never did hit 100% on any of them in all the time I studied
It is getting close to time to head over to Fruitland where the testing is done. I grab my sharpened pencils, pen and calculator...Wait! Do I have my two forms of ID?
Pull out the wallet and look...NOPE. I used my city firefighters ID for the orientation tour at the prison

I dig around and find it attached to the lanyard on the dining table.
Hmm, maybe a birth certificate would be better? So I drag out the fire safe, but mine is not in there?!?
"Where the 7734 is my birth certificate?!?" My wife says did you check your EMT paperwork"

OK, so it is in there

She is right as usual
Now one last trip the the can, and out the door to find...FREEZING FOG...GREAT! Well I have fifteen minutes , I can make it by 9:00am, and a few minutes late won't be too bad.
Of course when you are pressed for time everyone is being EXTREMELY careful about driving. What would normally take a little over ten minutes takes a full twenty to get there.
I arrive at the front door of FMTC to find it locked? WTF? It is supposed to be in the community room of the Farmers Mutual Telephone Company Building.
So I skate back across the parking lot and drive around the back of the building on my way home. HOLD EVERYTHING, there are five vehicles with antennas on them back here. Across the alley I see a small building with the letters Community Center

guess I found the place
Skate across yet another icy parking lot, to the door. A piece of paper on the door says HAM Testing 9:00 today.
I walk in Several people are sitting at arranged tables. I proceed to the gentlemen seated at the center with all the paperwork. Reach for my wallet....I LEFT MY WALLET AT HOME! (@!#*&%#) "Uhmmm, I forgot my wallet". One man says , "Oh, that is a problem..."., I say "I'll be right back" (@!#*&%#)
So back across the skating rink to the pick-up, follow every terrified old lady in the valley all the way back to my house, slide into my house , (not literally with the pick-up) , grab my wallet and...check book (money would be nice too, right

), back to Fruitland following the same old ladies, well by now you know the routine.
I arrive back about 9:40am , I think? Pretty rattled at my best laid plans crumbling.
Three people are in the middle of testing.
I fill out the paperwork and receive the exam, answer sheet and assorted paperwork in a folder. After having them check my calculators memory, I grab a seat near the door. You never know I may open the test and make a bolt for the door
The test goes pretty well I only hesitate on a couple questions, finish and close the folder. No second guessing.
I hand the folder to the VEC and return to my seat.
By now two of the other guys testing have finished, so I lose track of which folder is mine and how the grading is going. The tests are passed to three or four examiners to confirm the results. Then handed back to the gentleman in the center.
I over hear the VEC saying "This will never due", "we can't have this...". Then He says "Brule" and motions for me to come forward.
Fitting end to a messed up day right?
He says "There must be something wrong, you scored the highest we have tested...100%" I wanted the shout YES!, but instead said "Good, I couldn't get that on the practice tests, I'm glad that I did it here"
He said "It will be a few more minutes" , so I returned to my seat, to wait.
I was then handed a certificate of successful completion, and told that I should see it posted maybe as early as next Wednesday.
WooHoo! My ticket is on it's way!