Hope and Change

On November 13th, twelve hours after finding out about his first acceptance, CJ checked his application status for the very first university we had visited (pre-blog), a school that he had fallen in love with instantly.

There, on the screen was a new link "View Decision":


The brief acceptance message included a link to a welcome video, with stately halls of learning, charismatic professors and a diverse group of smart-looking students frolicking together in the autumn splendor.
So, it's only November and we are pinching ourselves: Can this be real?  Can our lucky senior be "done" before most of his apps are even filled out?  No need for safeties any more – Should he just throw together a few essays for some reaches and call it a day? 
And what do I panic about now?  It's a good thing that the economy sucks, because between this and the election, I barely qualify for Neurotic Parent status anymore. I guess I can spend the next seven months finding things wrong with the institution that wants my son, but it's all unchartered territory from here.
But fear not, dear book publishers.  Within a day or so, the angst is bound to creep in, because now I must face the reality that my baby is actually leaving home.  On my honor, I will do my best to find conflict and chaos in the remaining steps of the Process and keep up the anxiety level of this blog.


Hope and Change — 2 Comments

  1. Now that CJ is accepted, you can turn your angst to what he will be doing at college (besides beer pong.)
    Congratulations to CJ and NP!

  2. Forget about college angst. Move on to a real anst ridden issue. How are they going to make enough money to support themselves and make a token gesture of paying us back (I am not referring to payback – such as marrying an unworthy spouse and raising their own spoiled selfish children who need to be prodded to call the grandparents on the phone three times a year).
    My studies at the CPI (Clueless Parents Inst.) have concluded that the CPI (Consumer Price Index) is directly proportional to the Angstrom (1 degree of anst induced stress per pound divided by your BMI – Body Mass Index)