Study Patterns: 6.5 Weeks Out

Today’s trial Saturday study day was interesting. I am 6 weeks and some change out from taking FAR, and have compiled a detailed study calendar and study plan a la Roger CPA Review lectures and NINJA guidance. Lord, help me (always).

My study calendar has me awaking at 7AM each weekend to ensure at least four hours of concentrated devotion gets fit in on Saturdays and six hours on Sundays. I don’t know about you, but “weekend” is synonymous with “sleeping in.” In NYC, where there are heaps of yoga classes for me to catch, breakfasts with Dad, work, and general commuting around the city, study hours must be blocked off if anything is going to get done. In fact, tomorrow is a 5:45am wake-up call due to life.

Today’s trial Saturday run placed me at 2.25 hours of studying. Hahahahahaha…haha…heh.

Things I am pondering and have learned:

  • Waking up at 6:45am on a Saturday is a giant psychological fail. 7am just sounds nicer.
  • I should schedule an action, or incentive, I’m much more inclined to get out of bed for. I don’t like coffee much, but perhaps looking forward to some type of morning beverage will help. Rum and coffee for breakfast perhaps, a la Nicaragua? If you have any suggestions, let me know.
    • I’m considering scheduling morning writing sessions before studying, as that may be a more effective incentive. Which leads me to remember that...
  • Studying in the evening can be pretty awful with the bad fluorescent lighting. I definitely prefer studying in natural sunlight. Or, I could get a better desk lamp. Oh hey, this delves into the optimal writing environment! Brilliant.
  • Reading 20 pages of day of NINJA notes is a much slower process than anticipated. Must remember: if the aim is to read through all the notes four times through, you just have to keep going. Thanks, McGuigan.
  • High-endurance athletes visualize winning. I must visualize studying, visualize passing, and go.

What’s Improved:

  • Paralysis analysis seems to have diminished much after talking to the Dans. Fear be gone, fear stay gone. No, really, please stay gone.