divine angst

Mr. Angst and I are not making a decision this week. Or even next week, probably.

See, I was trying to make a decision soon because I was thinking I would fly out for an admitted students’ weekend, and I had a promise of some reimbursement. But that’s, like, two weeks away, and I’d have to reserve, like, NOW, to get a good rate and get reimbursement (yeah, the reimbursement was sort of cheap, requiring advance purchase and all that…I’d rather have just gotten a number. It’s OK, I understand, but it’s not very convenient for me).

So we’ve decided that we’re NOT going to make a decision now. We’re going to wait until we get some more information—financial aid packages, Mr. Angst’s actual admissions letter in the mail, etc. I’m not going to try and make the admitted students’ weekend, but I do have an admitted students’ dinner to go to, where I intend to ask MANY questions. I will also take advantage of every opportunity I have to gather information from the people and bloggers I know about the schools I am choosing between. (Hear that? I may be emailing you soon. Yes, you.)

And, in April, probably right before my earliest deposit date, we’ll have another conversation about this, and make a decision.

I am hugely relieved. Maybe this is because I don’t have to make a decision yet—and because I really don’t want to make a decision yet. Maybe it’s because I have four weeks left to think through stuff. Whatever the reason, I feel better. I’ve been sort of shellshocked for the last day or so, feeling sort of in a rush to make a decision because of timing issues, and I’m glad that Mr. Angst and I have the time now to think through stuff without feeling put upon.

So. It’s another month of waiting, sort of, but the good, necessary kind of waiting. The kind of waiting that provides some space. We’re lucky to have this time.