Not. Having. A. Good. Day.

Yesterday was good, got to see a friend.

Today? No so good. Perry is fucked, degree-wise. Completely. I blame him, in part, but also the department and his advisor for not making it clear that he was fucked a year ago, so we could have maybe avoided paying for a year of college that is, essentially, useless to him. He needs to transfer out of Western, and if that had been made clear to him when he reached the point of no return... well, that would have been helpful. So now we work at getting him out of there to anywhere where he can get a BS in biochemistry.

Aside from that, it's been a day's worth of little frustrations. Amazon said they had the mattress I needed for Linnea is stock. It disappeared with a LOL, no, after I got put it in the cart. So I ordered one from Costco, to be delivered to the new apartment on Thursday when we'll be there moving them in and... well, once I placed the order, it said, ooops, no, so sorry, that'll be Friday. Dudes, I gave you the address before I placed the order.

And...

And...

And...

Just shit like that.

Well, that's done

I entered my credit card number, Anne-Chloe clicked "submit" and a whole bunch of applications to med school were sent in!

Fingers crossed she gets in somewhere.

ADHD sucks. And like depression, it's one of those things where the person affected doesn't think there is anything wrong with them. We tried to tell her multiple times during her years at UW that she should get back on meds, that she was making things more difficult than they needed to be but she said she was FINE and that there was nothing that meds could do etc. Yeah, no, sigh and LOL.

Ah well. Her grades on the post-baccalaureat classes and the MCAT prep numbers say very clearly that there was something meds could have done.

Finger crossed.