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Right now, I'm enjoying pretty much my only break all day. I've done my time in the school library, and all went well. In not quite two hours, I'll pick Cordelia up for her appointment with the social worker. We'll have to walk back here because, not knowing if there'd be school, I told the A-Ride to pick us up at home. After we get back from that, I will have to get dinner for me and Cordelia (Scott may not get dinner, depending on when he gets home and how long his shower takes). At six, we take Cordelia over to a neighbor's house and carpool to a meeting at the middle school Cordelia is to attend. That meeting last two hours. I'm not looking forward to it. Maybe it will include a tour of the building or something. Two hours of being talked at is deadly, and it would be nice to know things like where the office is and which door is unlocked during the school day (there will only be one, most likely).

Scott used some compressed air to try to solve my problem with my laptop. His theory that something's stuck under the button seems to be borne out. I had a day and a half when I could have the battery in. I was still clicking on things I didn't intend to, but it wasn't nearly so bad. Today, it got bad again, and I had to pull the battery out. I couldn't do anything at all with the battery in. All of the other potential fixes are considerably more troublesome (and expensive).

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We asked Cordelia about whether or not she'd be interested in the new STEAM program at her school. We didn't tell her it was at her school, just that it was some place that we could get her to (Scott thought that knowing it would be at her school would make her say yes for the wrong reasons). She said no based on being bad at art and on the fact that her friends will be at the middle school.

I e-mailed her best friend's mother with a link to the M-Live article about the program, just to see if they might be interested. The other mother was intrigued but, like us, still plans to keep going along with the process for going to middle school while we find out more about this new program. As more information comes out, I will likely try talking to more parents. If some of her friends are doing it, Cordelia might well change her mind.

The more I hear about this program, the more interested I am in getting Cordelia into it, but we don't want to force her. Scott and I are currently thinking to apply (if there's a lot of demand, they'll have a lottery). We figure we can always decide to go with the middle school after all.