Where's the Walk-In Closet?

Sixteen bags, four suitcases, one ironing board, eighty books and ninety-seven pairs of shoes later, I'm pleased to announce that Flutterbug is cozily ensconced in her dorm room tonight.

I've only teared up four times.

I'm so proud of myself! (And HER.)

2 comments:

Kelly Welch said...

What!! No screaming fit, no running back for more hugs and kisses. You do know I am talking about you?
You are doing so good but don't be surprised if you start talking to her as if she can hear you.

Melanie (aka Timber) said...

Ha! That's because we haven't left yet. We'll be good to make it home without going off the road with all the bawling we'll be doing!