A Stoplight Life

Or “Drama and the Novel, Part 3(ish)”

Related: “Drama and the Novel, Part 1”


So if you’re a regular follower of my blog (yes, I like to pretend there are more than Ashley and Susie!), you know that back in November, I had financial aid problems from leaving school too many times and wasn’t able to get funding to go to grad school. (Oh and I guess I didn’t elaborate more on Southern New Hampshire–my gal there has been a superstar from moment one. And I mean that in the present tense, as you’ll soon see.)

As I mentioned in the “sort of part two”, financial aid told me that the government only looks for red flags four years previously. I let all this time pass, and then the other day, I emailed financial aid to see if maybe I could start January first. The gal that contacted me back said they count it by academic years, so 2013 wouldn’t clear from their system until 2018.


On Monday, I filed a FAFSA just for the hell of it.

On Wednesday?


I believe this is one of those times where people used to say, “You could have knocked me over with a feather!”


My next problem was that I had no idea what to do next. I couldn’t remember my “guide’s” name, I couldn’t remember if she was in admissions or advising, nothin’!

Fortunately, I had the presence of mind to send advising a message saying I was stumped and needed directions, so they summoned my guide for me.

Except, after a bunch of “we’re so excited!” stuff, I had to ruin it by contacting my attorney’s case manager. He never got back to me, so I don’t know if I’m okay to register.


I emailed Danielle saying to go ahead anyway, I want to risk it. (That was at five, but I knew she was going to be in the office until nine.)


Called again after I got up from my nap (around 8:04) and left a voicemail.


Around 9:17, I got an email timestamped 8:22 (don’t know why it didn’t arrive sooner) asking if everything was all right, and if I’d heard back.

I told her I’d emailed her and left her a voicemail, but it was too late by that point, because she was already gone for the night.

Stay tuned…I have no idea of what’s going on any better than you do.

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