This process will either kill us or make us stronger, it's exhausting, exasperating and exciting all at the same time. Trying to read between the lines of every piece of correspondence and phone call, tone of voice and still none the wiser!! This past summer after DS returned from SS, we had an admissions officer come to our home, everyone implied it was a good thing...no loa, no EA...((sigh)) ok, we'll keep waiting......this past Friday, another admissions officer called to make an appointment to come to our home this evening. My question is, what the heck are we supposed to make of all of this?? To paraphrase Winston Churchill: (Annapolis appointments are) a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma!