I hate deadlines

My daughter is in her senior year of high school. She is driving us crazy over college, scholarships and jobs and how college is going to get paid for. I'm not too worried about all this because it's been my experience that things always work out. It may not work out exactly as we hoped but it still does. She wants us to fill out a FASFA form which is supposed to give her money for college. Of course this is based on how much her parents make. I don't see the point in filling this out as I already know we make too much. Her dad and I are not rich by any stretch of the imagination but I'm sure we don't fit the standards of this FASFA thing. Melissa said she was told that we should fill it out anyway because she would probably get something, so we will. This FASFA needs to know how much we made in 2009 which means we need our W2 forms. Guess what? As usual, Jim can't find his. He found mine, but he can't find his. This is driving Melissa crazy. She wants this done NOW.

I hate deadlines and I really hate the pressure that comes with it. I have the same issue on my job. Certain things have to be done by a certain time and the people above me don't let me forget it. That is about to end as the client that is the cause of this deadline is leaving. I was hurt and angry at first but now I'm glad they're gone because at least the pressure is gone. I was worried at first because I just knew they would lay me off. So far so good. In my last blog I mentioned how they laid someone off that I felt they didn't need to as there was plenty of work to do. Well, now they will be giving me some of that work. I consider this a compliment as they could have done that for her but chose to let her go. I don't complain, I do what I'm told and I'm on time. I'm not bragging or boasting, but it's the truth. The boss pretty much told me that I survived the lay off because I was dependable and I helped them through a rough patch, which again, is true. I'm still going through the mid life crisis thing, but I'm working through it. I keep telling myself to pursue more interests outside work and that my family needs me to keep this job. I've been vlogging (video logging) a little bit and I'm blogging a little more. I also am enjoying the family time more. I have come to realize my whole life doesn't have to revolve around my job...or my love, or lack thereof for it.

Andrew hates his school. He wants to go somewhere else...anywhere else than where he is. I missed the deadline to apply for another school. Actually I wasn't too worried about it because I've been so worried about my job. Andrew's problem is that he has nothing in common with his peers. He's a very smart young man who is surrounded by students who probably can do the work but don't apply themselves. They don't want to learn and they don't listen to the teacher and they just copy off of Andrew. I need to get more information so i can contact the principal about this. I really like this principal because i had an issue with my daughter once and he helped me resolve it very quickly. I want my son to be happy but our school system isn't the best one in the world. Actually unless we move into the school district of his choice, he probably won't get in. The schools should all have the same well rounded education and i believe they do, but the students that go there have to want it. my son basically wants to be with other students who have the same desires and goals he has.

UPDATE: 

It is now 8-15-2025. Andrew did get into the school he wanted to. He got into Advanced classes and ultimately graduated as one of 12 valedictorians. 

He got a scholarship (5000.00 a semester) and he went to University of KY where he graduated. The kid stayed on the deans list (proud mom). He is now a she. Yes, HE is now a SHE and HER name is Olivia. If I had my choice HE would have stayed a HE, but I guess SHE is happy now. Oh--and she lives in Germany.

Melissa passed away on 12-16-2022. Devastated doesn't begin to cover it.