<p>One of the more relieved--I really can't say happier--days of my life was Dec. 28 three years ago when I shoved D's remaining applications across the counter at the Post Office.</p>
<p>A friend of mine just had her D deferred by Yale EA and is now looking at the same scenario. </p>
<p>I much prefer looking at it from a detached distance instead of feeling hair turn gray (or fall out) and blood pressure go up as the clock ticks inexorably on.</p>
<p>P.S. One of my mantras was "work on your essays over the summer." Great mantra. Lousy correspondence to reality.</p>