Christos Anesti!!!
‘So do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will bring worries of its own. Today’s trouble is enough for today.' Matthew 6:34
Do you ever get yourself all worked up about something and then the next day, realize that you had literally miscalculated/crunched the numbers and that everything is really going to be ok? Happened to me yesterday and then I figured out how wrong I was about ten minutes ago. And now I am sharing this with you, my blogging friends.
Big P attends the local Orthodox school. Big P has some struggles with school. He is a smart child, has lots of extra energy, is ambidextrous (sp?), eyes do not track normally (but vision therapy has helped this immensely)- this description of Big P is to give you an idea of how important it is for him to stay in the small school setting of ASA. All that and he learns about our Orthodox Faith as well!
So, anyway, the financial aid letters went out yesterday. We are trying to enroll little p there as well, but he does not have the struggles that Big P has so his going to ASA next fall (as a 3 1/2 year old) was more of a bonus. For Big P, I see it as more of a necessity. I looked over the numbers we were given last night and fretted/cried to DH and even chatted with the Principal (we had a meeting last night for school things and I was so distraught/upset that I had to open my mouth and bring it up with her- thank God she is a wonderfully kind and caring person and loves Big P dearly). How are we going to pay for this? The number's do not make sense! Principal's advice- go home and sleep on it and we will talk about it more tomorrow (today). DH's advice- we will do what we have to do.
This morning (and I even called and told my mom about it all, too) I re-crunched the numbers and I somehow did not subtract one number from the other. I was off by a substantial amount. Glory to God! Because of my dorkiness/stupidity/jump to conclusion-ess personality I made a mistake. And it was all for nothing because Big P will stay at ASA. little p is another question. But he is only three- this is preschool (granted it is montessori and it is an amazing preschool but still, it is preschool). Big P is seven (Happy Birthday last Monday, Big P) and in "regular" school. Again, I say, Glory to God for my stupidity! What sweet relief!
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