Applications...

I have many reasons to be dreading this beautiful Saturday morning. #1 my Tony is now 293 miles away, yes, 5 hours and 8 minutes from my front door. Not counting or anything like that…

My heart is weepy sad but I’m so excited for him! I saw his parents last night for a moment and wanted to cry. So… enough of the sappy girlfriend saga.

The other reason for my dread is the College application season has begun. I’ve applied to 4 colleges and have been accepted by two. Two more to go.

I’ve answered over 100 questions, submitted grades/transcripts, and now have the awesome task of answering ESSAY questions to give them insight as to why I want to attend their fine institutions… that my parents are footing the bill for…

If reason ruled in this situation I would be submitting an essay to my parents. The essay would be "Why the Hell do YOU Look so GOOD on PAPER?" 

On paper my parents appear to be of awesome means. The sad thing about that statement is our government fails to see that what’s on paper is typically not reality. Whoa did I just say that? Our government and reality in the same sentence. (Disclaimer… Going off the rails moment… doesn’t our government appear to be a bad reality show right now? I mean the channel says CNN but it looks more like E! or BRAVO!)

Back on track… what the FAFSA doesn’t list is:

My family is separated because of a quality of life issue. Well it started out that way… You see I couldn’t exist in the Valley of the smog… I mean Sun. Too many bouts with pneumonia and asthma had my parents seeking a better climate for me. Unfortunately, mountain standard time does not pay what the valley pays. So, one of my parents commutes weekly to their job to ensure life, college tuition, weddings, emergency from every corner, and day to day is maintained. The other one holds down the homestead and works close to home to ensure we have everything we need and then some. This unfortunately doesn’t factor into what the government wants to see on their reams of paperwork.

So back to my college essays and keeping myself busy… Why the Hell do YOU Look so GOOD on PAPER? BECAUSE I'm LOVED!