So I got up again at 6am this morning, and drove 2 hours to my son's new (State) college to make sure his money was processed. Honestly, this issue could have been handled by phone, but they are seriously short staffed, so I drove all the way there, wrote my name on a piece of paper, after a bunch of other people, waited an hour and 45 minutes, and then we got to speak to the financial aid counselor.
I am going to stop here and say something that might sound elitist. There should be a separate office for people getting loans than the one for people getting state grants. Firstly, the knowledge base is different, so there should be different specialists. Second, the demeanor of the clients is different. Most of the people getting free money were showing out, when the people getting loans sat calmly and waited their turn. Yes, I know who was who, because everyone was being counseled out in the open where you could hear their business... but I digress.
Like I said, we should have been able to have this conversation by phone, but coming in - in person allowed me to literally draw pictures and circle issues in orange marker which seemed to help the counselor working with us. It also forced them to deal with our issue instead of brushing us off, which had been happening to date so far.
I'm still not 100% sure that everything is handled, but I have to trust that the college administration isn't entirely clueless.
Daughter's situation is completely different. It seems that everything has practically been done for us, way in advance, and she is ready to move in. Most of her items are sitting in my foyer right now, waiting for Saturday morning to come.
Meanwhile the boy hasn't packed a thing. Sigh.
Either way, at this point, I am expecting to caravan 2 SUV's two hours south this Saturday morning and complete the chore of sending my two homeschooled kids off to college. For one, this is her first time spending more than a week away from home. For the other, this is his second year, though at a new college. Somehow I am more worried about the older child, but I know his little sister will look after him.
I think I'm ready for him to find a wife.