It’s going to be a day…
Got a bill from my son’s school and …
way back they said we owed them @$170 for books. I said I paid for the books, but I went ahead and paid the $170 so he could register for classes. Last week we got the money back. Today I got a bill saying I owe the money again.
Between this, the stupid error message when he was trying to register, and his screwed up grades that haven’t been fixed, I am NOT happy with Frostburg.
All of his classes, except business, are online courses through the book publishers. Why they need professors?. Well, some of the professors give assignments in addition to the course work. (At the community college it was required, ALL classes, even math, had to have written assignments, not so at Frostburg). Anyway, in the one class the tests come through the publishers and the tests are graded by the computer and he had several questions marked wrong that were correct. Like even I know that humans do NOT have 46 pairs of chromosomes.
Sometime today I have to get back to working on the FAFSA, which I am sure is going to require a phone call. I shall try to rein in my snark.
Then I have to call the mortgage company that wants to refinance my mortgage and tell ask them WTF?! Last conversation I told them I wanted to think about it and that there was some work that needed to be done on the house or it won’t pass the FHA inspection. I have peeling paint in the bathroom, and FHA will NOT approve a house, espcially one over 100 years old, that has peeling paint. The mortgage company already got an appraiser, who is calling me, only I didn’t answer the phone because I didn’t recognize the number, so now they are sending me emails.
So I need to call the college, the FAFSA people, the mortgage company, the appraiser.
I need to get on my son to email his professor about the messed up grades, although if he does well on the final he will get an A in the class, so maybe is not worth it.
The cat is overdue for his vet appointment, but I think I am going to take him to the clinic at the shelter, which is a whole lot cheaper.
I have boxes pouring in from da jungle, so far 5 boxes and 1 envelope. Ripple is going crazy because to him the front door means either pizza or treats.
However,
the dishwasher seems to be working okay. My land line is working. My cell phone is working.
The squirrel hole still needs filling. I told my son I will get the neighbor’s ladder and do it myself since nobody else who said they would do it has done it. That flips him out because as much as he is afraid to get on a ladder, he is even more afraid of me getting on a ladder.
OAOASO owes me $25, I want it, and he got shitty with me for asking for it. Well I was supposed to have it two weeks ago, then last week, and I am still waiting. He ignored my text on Friday, he ignored my text on Saturday, then yesterday he sends a text saying the bank is closed so what is the point of talking about it. This is why I stopped loaning him money a long time ago, he got me in a weak moment, and you can be sure that won’t happen again.
The emissions test still needs to be done, and the truck is overdue for an oil change. Not that I worry so much at it being overdue since I still have something like 86% oil life left, it’s just been a year since the last change. I still don’t even have 30,000 miles on it yet.
The sun is finally shining, but the ground is still wet.
Anyway, I feel very stressed even though none of this is life threatening. It is all however a pain in the ass, especially anytime I have to talk to idiots.
I need some breakfast, although now I suppose it should be lunch.
:dubious:
R.I.P. Connie aka “The Warden”