I had taken a job in Kansas City and was getting ready to move - we were going that next weekend to look for an apartment. I was on the waitlist at three schools, but by the end of June had pretty much figured that movement had stopped.
I was home in St. Louis to see my family and go to a Ben Folds concert. I ran some errands, went home, threw my lunch in the microwave, and went upstairs to check my email. There were two messages from a school - a "welcome" message, and a note from financial aid. I was really confused because this school had said they would call if I got in. I called the school and told them that I got two emails by mistake and I just wanted to let them know, and it turns out that they had the wrong phone number and couldn't reach me. I actually had gotten in. And then I screamed and cried on the phone with a stranger, and then called my dad and then he cried, and oh, was it crazy.
And then I went to a Ben Folds concert.