Hey, I got approved for funds! Hot diggety! Food! Electricity! Books! Whooohoo!
Of course, the e-Sign thingamabobber is all sorts of fucked.
Yay, Sallie Mae.
*eye roll*
At any rate, today is going to be a fun filled Algebra-groc shopping-STILL trying to get through The Girlie’s clothes and figure out what fits-extravaganza.
OTOH, dealing with a cranky not-quite-tween who LOATHES trying on clothes is the sort of fun you only get once in a while. I think I am going to break out the camera for all the Calvin-esque faces she is making.
The Process 
Yay, funds! Funds are very useful.
Is Tween at the point where you can threaten to just buy clothes FOR her if she doesn’t come along? One dose of corduroy pants and sweatshirts was enough to cure me, when I was her age.
Oh, it’s worse than that. These are clothes that we already have.
Some of them are too tight.
Some of them fit, just barely. But, if I took them away I’d be the Evilest Mommy in the World(tm).
Some of them are so ugly that even if they don’t fit, I’d like to get rid of them.
And mixed in amongst this are the clothes that *do* fit, that are *acceptable* to be seen in public.
Of course, those are the ones she hates.
I have promised new clothes but mostly she just hates “wasting her time with this stoopid stuff”.
*ponders a corduroy jumper with a giant panda on the front as evil incentive*
how did the algebra test go?
Freaking hard.
I will get my results today, after class though.
I keep reading that as “not-quite-queen”, which leads me to believe you are up to something else entirely over there.
Though I bet the ‘Kins would love some shiny, sequined, electric-colored things. Might get her talked about in middle school, but she’ll have the best stories later!
Must be nice. How long did it take your application to get processed?
Let’s see…it is Mid July. So, um….4 months, or so? Lots and lots of paperwork shenanigans. Lots of “well, did you do this?” “yes” after which they asked the same thing again.
Advice:
Do your FAFSA early
Fill out the paperwork the school requires early
They are like little shields against the oncoming Federal Darkness. But little paper shields are better than nuttin.
Today, I got yet more stupidity in the mail. Not one, but two letters, from the same department, for the same problem.
Letter 1 – We are placing a hold on your account because you have not sent us your transcripts from your prior school.
Letter 2 – We can not send you your financial aid award letter because there is a hold on the account.
Both were signed, “With love and ineptitude, Financial Aid”.
So, I call the number at the bottom of the letters. Get transferred all over the place. End up talking to a new girl in the admissions or registrar’s office. Not sure which. Within five minutes she has found my transcripts, which the school received five weeks ago, and begins entering them in.
Unfortunately, when she tried to transfer me back to financial aid, she sent me to accounts receivable or something. At that point, I had to get off the phone. I’ll be calling FA again on Monday to find out how long it will be this time before I can get my award letter. Or, at least, another amusingly inept form letter with their screw-ups attached.
If they mess up my GI Bill stuff, I’m going to kick them in their nutz.
Hooray for cash!
– Tam, who is catching up on a looot of LJ