WARNING: I'M USING A LOT OF CAPS TODAY BECAUSE I AM NERVOUS.
Man, the weeks are flying by now that I'm not working at an office job. It's kind of scary, because sometimes I lose track of days, and then I wake up in the night scared that I missed paying a bill or getting to a doctor's appointment.
Logically, I know that January has already passed, but my brain keeps telling me that there is no way we can be mid-through April, because that would mean 90 days have passed. No way it has been 90 days.
Because of this weird distortion of time, I've somehow overlooked a very important part of my immediate life equation: Kindergarten.
Ohhh nooo!
It didn't occur to me that parents were already going to open houses NOW to pre-register their kids for kindergarten until moms started to RSVP to Amelie's party. The conversation goes pretty much like this:
Mom #1, "What kindergarten is your daughter enrolling in?"
Me, "Uh, the one that's the closest?"
Mom #1, "So, which one is that?"
Me, "You know, the one down the street from my house- that one."
Mom #1, "But what's the name?"
Me, "I DON'T KNOW! WILL YOU PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE NOW??"
Honestly, I do not remember going on a kindergarten tour when I was five. The only thing I remember doing at that age, was peeing my pants, watching other kids throw up, and eating Sugar Smacks.
But now I feel bad, because, shouldn't I know this stuff?! I'm a good mom! I take my kid to swimming classes and Jedi fight classes (this is true, they really have this class in L.A.) So, where have I been the last few months?
I swear, after talking with these moms, it feels like kindergarten is the new university. There are waiting lists to get into private ones. WHAT?! Who are these people? Where am I? We're paying for kindergarten now? I can barely pay my electricity bill, for crying out loud!
Fully armed with guilt and anxiety, I set sail into the internet waves, to explore the unknown lands of kindergarten. Unfortunately, what I found was a big lump of poo-poo. Apparently, the school zone we fall into is a really SHITTY one. The online reviews from bestschools.org say less than stellar things about this school.
I thought, well, maybe it's a good school, let's go drive by, and see what it looks like. So, we did. Guys, I'm not kidding when I say, the place looks like a PRISON from the 1970's. Bars on the windows, peeling orange paint, loads of concrete. Oy.
Now, we have to figure out a way to move into a good school zone, on a very limited budget. The good news is, I won't have to deal with the infamous panty thief living in my current apartment building anymore.
Man, the weeks are flying by now that I'm not working at an office job. It's kind of scary, because sometimes I lose track of days, and then I wake up in the night scared that I missed paying a bill or getting to a doctor's appointment.
Logically, I know that January has already passed, but my brain keeps telling me that there is no way we can be mid-through April, because that would mean 90 days have passed. No way it has been 90 days.
Because of this weird distortion of time, I've somehow overlooked a very important part of my immediate life equation: Kindergarten.
Ohhh nooo!
It didn't occur to me that parents were already going to open houses NOW to pre-register their kids for kindergarten until moms started to RSVP to Amelie's party. The conversation goes pretty much like this:
Mom #1, "What kindergarten is your daughter enrolling in?"
Me, "Uh, the one that's the closest?"
Mom #1, "So, which one is that?"
Me, "You know, the one down the street from my house- that one."
Mom #1, "But what's the name?"
Me, "I DON'T KNOW! WILL YOU PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE NOW??"
Honestly, I do not remember going on a kindergarten tour when I was five. The only thing I remember doing at that age, was peeing my pants, watching other kids throw up, and eating Sugar Smacks.
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I swear, after talking with these moms, it feels like kindergarten is the new university. There are waiting lists to get into private ones. WHAT?! Who are these people? Where am I? We're paying for kindergarten now? I can barely pay my electricity bill, for crying out loud!
Fully armed with guilt and anxiety, I set sail into the internet waves, to explore the unknown lands of kindergarten. Unfortunately, what I found was a big lump of poo-poo. Apparently, the school zone we fall into is a really SHITTY one. The online reviews from bestschools.org say less than stellar things about this school.
I thought, well, maybe it's a good school, let's go drive by, and see what it looks like. So, we did. Guys, I'm not kidding when I say, the place looks like a PRISON from the 1970's. Bars on the windows, peeling orange paint, loads of concrete. Oy.
Now, we have to figure out a way to move into a good school zone, on a very limited budget. The good news is, I won't have to deal with the infamous panty thief living in my current apartment building anymore.
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