Day Seven.

Apparently my husband makes too much for us to qualify for financial aid. I am beyond pissed. If I had a child and collected food stamps it would be another story. I'm not sure now if I will even go to school in the fall because we have other bills that need to be paid too, and tuition is a huge amount out of our pocket that we really need right now. Screw school augh.

I haven't heard from Jason in three days and I am hoping tonight is the night. I have so much to tell him and want to hear him tell me it will all be ok.

Boo.