--- A hint of how yesterday felt.Yesterday was quite possibly the worst Monday I've had in years. First, I'm a girl... so my emotions and such were a "bit" high strung in the first place. I found out that a bunch of the financial aid stuff for the upcoming semester was messed up (because the school was, shall we say, less than helpful).
I filled out the FAFSA in my married name, making sure the school records showed my married name as well. That was last week. Then as I tried to fix the problem yesterday, one thing led to another and I got the run-around of a lifetime. I changed my name on my social security so that it matched for FAFSA, because that's what I was told to do. Then as I talked to the government people in charge of FAFSA, she said I shouldn't have done that and that I shouldn't have filled anything out in my married name. Tell me how that makes sense and why NO ONE at the school bothered to tell me that when I made the trip there to fill it out to avoid such problems anyway!
At this point, I'm crying in frustration and have no idea what to do because I'm now being told that it will be a minimum of 6 weeks just to process my name change and get records straight... that puts my money on hold for school. The school doesn't wait, and the 17 cents in my account just won't cover student teaching. Go figure.
Mind you, this is only maybe lunch-time and all of this mess has already taken place. So I call the school. I can't get my advisor to answer. I can't get anyone in the financial aid office to answer. What a help. Now, I was totally ticked off and anybody that looked at me wrong was going to be missing limbs. It's a good thing yesterday was slow at work and no customer pissed me off too.
FINALLY, after hours of trying, financial aid answered. After several more transfers, I think I talked to the right lady who, for once, knew what was going on and helped me. As far as I know, for now, things are on the right track. Though I still have no idea when or how much I'll get for grants and loans. Oh, and the website says the deadline is June 30th. It didn't bother to say that's the deadline for LAST YEAR'S finacial aid. Again, less than helpful... and more than stressful.
After work was the gym... always a thrilling time. I made the mistake of checking the scale. Oops. Bad move. But hey, my day couldn't have been worse, right? Wrong. The numbers made me upset and I ran until I about fell over. All this stress and lack of water through the day= the worst migraine I've had in awhile. Bring on the sleep! Or in my case... the lack of it. I didn't even fall asleep to AdvilPM until WAY too late and could do nothing but lay in bed in pain, topping my Monday off the only way it could have rightfully ended.










