reality is setting in
We just got a call from our oldest daughter - the one who left for college last week.
It seems that, because some of her financial aid paperwork didn’t arrive here in the mail until the last minute, they’re taking a little long processing her loan. The phone call was, essentially, “I’m broke!” and the answer she got was, essentially, “Welcome to the club!”
They’re supposed to have her money to her in the next day or two, but until then she’s got at least one class where she’s going to be bringing a pen, but no book.
