Some happy news here:
Mac has registered for 2 classes at a local community college. It’s been over 3 years since school was even mildly attempted.
The really good part of this good news is that he did the application, placement testing, meeting with advisors, registration…all on his own.
I just have to figure out payment/reimbursement from the 529 and it looks like I can get paid some for rent/food/utilities if he takes at least 2 classes.
He is still hoping to find part time work, but it has to be something mostly off his feet and he does not yet have office skills.
That sounds very good, msbelle!
msbelle, that's great news!
The really good part of this good news is that he did the application, placement testing, meeting with advisors, registration…all on his own.The really good part of this good news is that he did the application, placement testing, meeting with advisors, registration…all on his own.
That is huge. My 33-year-old isn't functional enough to manage that. That must feel good.
Met my new doctor yesterday...he is cute in an if-we-were-in-an-indie-movie-he'd be my friend's Asian husband way, but not so cute as to make it hard to be hurt or sick in front of him. Less shallowly, I think I could tell him things if it came down to it, which I think is good. He was okay about the chair, but didn't try extra-hard to be, like, down about it. Although it's not great that he doesn't know how somebody in a wheelchair gets a breast screening, either.
I'd say doing his own stuff is a good sign for school going forward, Msbelle.
We usually have cicadas, but it's been too hot and not wet enough this year.
Meara, yeah, kind of a Day here, too. Pass.
Read a rumor that Big Balls got beat up by a girl, if the stakes weren't so high, I'd say film it and show it every christmas.
Well done, Mac!
Matilda has been really on top of her college process, from application to scheduling classes to meeting with counselors and contact with her roommate.
She's got an organizer that she's been filling out every day in advance of starting.
We're moving her in tomorrow and the only thing I'm stressed about is meeting her roommate's parents.
