i am sometimes as smart as i look (now is just not one of those times)
No actual sleep was had, yet I managed not to hose it all up. Turns out my student account exists (from when I tried to register in the fall), but the password doesn't work so I have to call the Center for Continuing and Professional Education to straighten it all out because there's no option for 'have account but lost password, can't remember password, changed password with no recollection of the fact, etc.' Can't do that until 8.30 tomorrow, by which time I should be on the road to the doctor's, so can't really call until I get back from the doctor (feel I shouldn't be driving while trying to work all this out).
On the plus side, I'm an idiot. The class isn't actually in DC. It's at the CCPE campus in Arlington, across the street from the metro station that's 3 stops from the Days Inn I found for a measly $60/night. So now I just need to Register. For. The. Damn. Class. Grr. But seriously, if I had tried this at 5 I'd have been exhausted, frustrated and felt stupid.
Except I still feel stupid, because here's what's happened since I typed the above paragraph . . . I realized the CCPE office was open until 9, so I called. Turns out if I use Internet Explorer to view my account, it works, so blame it on Firefox. Then I go to register and click 'Third Party Billing' which leads me to a form to print, fill out and fax or e-mail AND an electronic form. An electronic form wanting personal contact information for my third party, of which I have nothing. No address, no personal contact, just an account number with CNCS. And their 800 number closes at 8 pm. Argh! So I call CCPE *back* and make sure I need to fill out both things, find out I should stop in the process and fill out the form first and go from there. And to top it off, I talked to the same guy both times. Who probably thinks I'm a huge idiot. Because I am. And now I'm tired. Again. Still. Always. *le sigh*
On the plus side, AmeriCorps opens their 800 number at 8 am, so I can be the first call, get the form to them (thank the gods for scanners and e-mails) and maybe have the completed version by the afternoon so I can Get This Shit DONE before the weekend. (Yeah, I know, a) impossible and 2) my own effing fault and c) not the end of the world because I still have, what, 10 days?)
So, anyway, it's taken me 30 minutes to write this, interrupt myself to try and do it, and continue to write this. I am now, still, tired and very, very hungry.
On the plus side, I'm an idiot. The class isn't actually in DC. It's at the CCPE campus in Arlington, across the street from the metro station that's 3 stops from the Days Inn I found for a measly $60/night. So now I just need to Register. For. The. Damn. Class. Grr. But seriously, if I had tried this at 5 I'd have been exhausted, frustrated and felt stupid.
Except I still feel stupid, because here's what's happened since I typed the above paragraph . . . I realized the CCPE office was open until 9, so I called. Turns out if I use Internet Explorer to view my account, it works, so blame it on Firefox. Then I go to register and click 'Third Party Billing' which leads me to a form to print, fill out and fax or e-mail AND an electronic form. An electronic form wanting personal contact information for my third party, of which I have nothing. No address, no personal contact, just an account number with CNCS. And their 800 number closes at 8 pm. Argh! So I call CCPE *back* and make sure I need to fill out both things, find out I should stop in the process and fill out the form first and go from there. And to top it off, I talked to the same guy both times. Who probably thinks I'm a huge idiot. Because I am. And now I'm tired. Again. Still. Always. *le sigh*
On the plus side, AmeriCorps opens their 800 number at 8 am, so I can be the first call, get the form to them (thank the gods for scanners and e-mails) and maybe have the completed version by the afternoon so I can Get This Shit DONE before the weekend. (Yeah, I know, a) impossible and 2) my own effing fault and c) not the end of the world because I still have, what, 10 days?)
So, anyway, it's taken me 30 minutes to write this, interrupt myself to try and do it, and continue to write this. I am now, still, tired and very, very hungry.