Disappointment Realized

Two days ago I payed off the money I apparently owed my old bank because I needed to open a new account to be able to provide bank account information for my financial aid. They were supposed to email me a receipt that night. They didn't. I called the next day, they assured me it was on it's way, that they had just started their day. I had to call again this morning. The guy emailed it in minutes and I, after dropping The Goblin off at school, headed to the bank and opened an account. Then I drove to Pivot Point and went in to see the admissions lady. I was too late. My spot wasn't just filled, it was never really open in the first place. 

Fuck.  

Now my next option is to try to get into the slightly larger class at the Evanston Academy. I called their office at 3pm and their voice mail politely informed me that they were closed and that I should call back between 9am and 5pm, Monday through Friday. I dialed the extension of the admissions lady there and left her a detailed voice mail. Unfortunately, since it's Friday, I'm willing to bet I won't hear from her until at least Monday. At this point I have a bank account I don't need, no job and no school. I'm actually worse off than I had originally thought and that's scary.