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Trying Not to Get OverwhelmedThe crunchtime that I knew would be coming is here...
Still working 36+ hours a week at the hospital. Have started working at The Green Block - not much, about 8 hrs a week. Filling out scholarship applications & trying to get my ducks in a row to start school. Making sure Shelby is taken care of & gets everything done she needs to - including, apparently teaching her the basics of counting the different types of notes (eighth, dotted eighth, sixteenth) that are in her solo because the teacher apparently doesn't feel the need to.
The only thing that bothers me is the financial aid aspect of school. I have no idea what I'm supposed to be doing. FAFSA - check....keeping in touch with the financial aid office - check.....but what am I supposed to be doing??? I need to be told that I get X amount of $$$ in aid, it costs $$$$this much, and I have to come up with $$$$this much myself....I haven't been told that yet. It's driving me nuts. I would much rather be proactive and have things ready to roll when it's time rather than reactive and say "Oh shit" when they tell me what I need. I am just paranoid as hell that I'm gonna show up on enrollment day and be told - "Well you haven't paid for everything yet, you can't enroll" and that will kill me. The financial aid person and the admissions counselor I've been working with both act like nothing major is out of whack, nobody's worried that the info hasn't gotten to the FA office yet.....meanwhile I think I'm freaked out enough for everybody. Once I get this ironed out and know that the financial aspect is taken care of, then I will have no problem actually being in school and doing the work. If I don't die of anxiety before then.
In keeping with the theme of putting yourself first, Shelby & I got home yesterday afternoon a little before 5, ate supper and upon surveying the laundry that needed done, the dishes waiting to be washed and the floor that needed vacuumed, I told Shelby to finish her homework and practice her trumpet, and laid on the couch and took a freakin' nap! (yes, I can sleep while she plays her trumpet...until I hear her struggling with something then I wake up to see if she gets it or needs help) I was still tired from last weekend combined with waiting up late Monday to hear about my sister after her surgery. The dishes and laundry are still waiting, but tonight's another night! Leave a Comment { Last Page } { Page 110 of 300 } { Next Page } |