Vince is making Valentine’s cookies downstairs. The kitchen is a complete disaster.
I went to the financial planning and guardianship meeting at the school board building tonight. It’s part of my very slow plan to wrench myself out of denial that Edda is growing up and will someday be an adult. And as an adult, she gets to run her own life unless I take proactive steps in court with a $165 dollar fee and file for guardianship. I didn’t take notes and I only half paid attention because I like to sit in the meeting with the other two hundred parents and think both – “Oh I’m not alone. This is fantastic.” and simultaneously think “This completely sucks, I wish Edda didn’t have Rett Syndrome.” Oh, I guess I always think a third thing when I think the first two things which is – “I could really use a cookie right now.” I used to care so much about the details of all financial things – like the limits for contribution and the tax implications and what happens to SSI when you reach a certain number, but now I can’t be bothered except to hear the broad strokes of the options.
Jeremy and I (and others) are slowing putting together a semi-reasonable college list for Vince which he may or may not follow. He doesn’t want to go to a big state school, doesn’t want to go to a liberal arts school. He wants it to be in a mid-sized town. He wants engineering program. Here’s the list so far. Granted – this is the parent list, not the Vincent list. Vincent has his own list, I’m sure. Carnegie Mellon as the reach, MD just because. Then: UCDavis, UC Santa Cruz, Cal Poly, UC Santa Barbara, Case Western, McGill, Villanova, Vanderbilt, Illinois, Wisconsin, Minnesota. I like Pitt too. Go Banana slugs!