I've always been terrible at checking the voicemails on my phone. I cannot work up motivation enough to sit through a 15 second message. It might be a disability.
Anyway, had I listened to my messages yesterday I would have found out that I had been accepted into the graduate school program I interviewed for a few weeks ago. I am very excited -- and a little sad that husband will be out of town for the next month. I need someone to celebrate with! Maybe I'll go crazy and break out the weight watchers fudgesicles from the freezer. Watch out.