Yesterday when Golden Boy was putting the final touches on his science fair project, he dug in his
trash bag book bag and handed me a stack of papers. It included a notice about a parent meeting (that had already passed) class pictures, and a second notice for tuition due for January. Wait a minute... I know I sent that in already. I ask him to go get his folder to check if it's in there, but he can't find the folder.
So my voice goes up a few octaves when I ask him if he turned in his tuition envelope. It's a certified check, so it's like cash and the bank takes FOREVER to stop payment and issue a new one if it gets lost. He says he "thinks" he turned it in to "either" his homeroom or his computer teacher. WHAT?! So I'm flipping out right now and asking him to just give me a YES or NO about whether he turned it in. Then DH jumps in and starts on him. Now, I've already upset him because he can see how upset I am, thinking about having lost that small fortune we pay every month to send them to private school. At this point, Golden Boy says he doesn't remember, and walks into the other room to have a nervous breakdown in peace.
This morning I call the tuition office and am told they're about to send a third notice for January tuition. I explain the situation to her, she promises to check on it and get back to me.
I get off the phone and start my own nervous breakdown.
Until she calls back a few minutes later to say that Golden Boy just turned in the tuition envelope and she can see it's dated 1/16.
Why, oh why can't they just do auto debits like normal schools??? Am I really expected to trust a small child with this small fortune every month?!
*sigh* that's being a parent for ya.
On a side note, I'm shocked and heartbroken by the death of Heath Ledger. Last night I had a dream about him dying, it was not pleasant. Here's to you, Joker.