Written on 7-9-15.
I am sitting out on the balcony of Apt. (number) at Casa Bandera in Las Cruces, the new home of Danielle, Becca, and their new bestie A.J. for the upcoming school year, Danielle and Becca’s sophomore year. We are moving them in about a month early to get the first major load done and out of the way. Kyle, Cameron, Adam, and Chase are also living in this apartment complex at (number) this fall. The first three just helped us move everything in.
Belinda and Amanda are sitting out here with me. A train is sounding in the distance. The temperature is breezy cool and comfortable. Everyone else has left to go to James’s house and pick up more of the girls’ stuff over there.
Danielle worked half a day at the Y.C.C., and after she came home, we had most everything loaded up: two queen mattresses and their bed frames from Art, Danielle’s dresser and book shelf that she recently painted a dusty purple, her snowy white childhood desk, and a plastic tub full of plates, mugs, cups, and other kitchenware. Despite occasional torrential rainstorms splashing down on us on the highway, all furniture survived intact and mostly unharmed. All had a bit of moisture, but not enough to ruin them. Our babies are getting settled in for their second year of college. Wow!
I am so proud of Danielle. She became a Crimson Scholar with her 4.0 G.P.A. her first semester. Her overall G.P.A. at the end of the year was a 3.893. *I originally wrote 3.8, but she just corrected me. I am now in her bedroom and everyone has returned, only to leave again. Now it’s just Belinda, Danielle, and I, and I am ready for bed while they are futzing around in the kitchen.
She worked at Corbett Hall through her work study program where she was the Employee of the Month for October, and she also won “Best Customer Service” for the year. She became a crew leader for the Y.C.C. this summer, too. This past month, though, she had a hiccup with her New Mexico Lottery Scholarship. It was taken away from her due to a scheduling glitch from her advisor. Somehow, he had missed that one of her classes repeated a requirement that had already been fulfilled with one of her high school college equivalent classes. That mistake dropped her from 15 new credits, a requirement for keeping the New Mexico Lottery money coming, to 12, so no more scholarship. It took two appeals, but she got it back yesterday. Phew! The appeal to the appeal was more strongly worded, and it placed all of the blame on the advisor. It wasn’t nice, but it worked. I believe the key word was “mis-advised.”
I am sitting out on the balcony of Apt. (number) at Casa Bandera in Las Cruces, the new home of Danielle, Becca, and their new bestie A.J. for the upcoming school year, Danielle and Becca’s sophomore year. We are moving them in about a month early to get the first major load done and out of the way. Kyle, Cameron, Adam, and Chase are also living in this apartment complex at (number) this fall. The first three just helped us move everything in.
Belinda and Amanda are sitting out here with me. A train is sounding in the distance. The temperature is breezy cool and comfortable. Everyone else has left to go to James’s house and pick up more of the girls’ stuff over there.
Danielle worked half a day at the Y.C.C., and after she came home, we had most everything loaded up: two queen mattresses and their bed frames from Art, Danielle’s dresser and book shelf that she recently painted a dusty purple, her snowy white childhood desk, and a plastic tub full of plates, mugs, cups, and other kitchenware. Despite occasional torrential rainstorms splashing down on us on the highway, all furniture survived intact and mostly unharmed. All had a bit of moisture, but not enough to ruin them. Our babies are getting settled in for their second year of college. Wow!
I am so proud of Danielle. She became a Crimson Scholar with her 4.0 G.P.A. her first semester. Her overall G.P.A. at the end of the year was a 3.893. *I originally wrote 3.8, but she just corrected me. I am now in her bedroom and everyone has returned, only to leave again. Now it’s just Belinda, Danielle, and I, and I am ready for bed while they are futzing around in the kitchen.
She worked at Corbett Hall through her work study program where she was the Employee of the Month for October, and she also won “Best Customer Service” for the year. She became a crew leader for the Y.C.C. this summer, too. This past month, though, she had a hiccup with her New Mexico Lottery Scholarship. It was taken away from her due to a scheduling glitch from her advisor. Somehow, he had missed that one of her classes repeated a requirement that had already been fulfilled with one of her high school college equivalent classes. That mistake dropped her from 15 new credits, a requirement for keeping the New Mexico Lottery money coming, to 12, so no more scholarship. It took two appeals, but she got it back yesterday. Phew! The appeal to the appeal was more strongly worded, and it placed all of the blame on the advisor. It wasn’t nice, but it worked. I believe the key word was “mis-advised.”
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