Suddenly, I am up to my eyeballs with last minute re-negotiations with my school’s Financial Aid office.
I now have a small mountain of paperwork – that must get done right now or DOOOOM to my classes will happen.
I don’t mind doing it, really. I do mind the wait-to-the-last-minuteness of it. Oh, yes I do. I also kind of minded the snarkily superior tone of the person I spoke with on the phone.
I will go forth, fill out whatever is required, do whatever it is I need to do to get things taken care of. Because that is what one does, as an adult.
One day, and hopefully that day is soon, I will be done with all this nonsense. And it will be glorious.