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Friday, September 2, 2011
getting (back) in to college
Here we are in tiny little Williamstown Massachusetts helping our daughter move into her teeny weeny sophomore (single---yay!) room. Apparently I still can't spell Massachusetts as spell check had to rescue me both times. I'll try to avoid it from here on.
She claims sophomores don't have their parents help them move in. I'm not so sure because I saw quite a few khaki and sandal clad parental units schlepping mattress pads and full length mirrors in and out of parent-sized SUVs...but, whatever. That works for us. We'll be able to enjoy the glorious September day in the Berkshires without pulling so much as a tendon.
Turns out, if the evening light is sufficiently dim, and we park far enough down the steep slope from her dorm, we could, maybe, help with a few of the 'bigger' items. But even so, this move in was so much easier than any in memory. For one thing, she's on the second floor. A stroke of unprecedented luck in our family. One flight, even with a Bed Bath and Beyond sack the size and heft of a body bag in tow, barely gets that pesky artery on the side of the neck thumping.
While I shuffled the mass of excess packaging around the room my daughter explored the rest of her floor. She shares it with members of the men's track team. Whatever. If you've got kids in college you know that that's the mantra you have to adopt. She will share a co-ed bathroom with the emphasis on the 'co'. There is one shower...whatever...
We have a pretty long list for Walmart today. Light bulbs, a super-sized pack of Nyquil and Dayquil, a hanging shoe rack, etc. etc. I tried to put a bathrobe on the list but she claims that would be a waste of space. Whatever. This trip my husband and I decided to experiment with different lodgings. We've been staying at the lovely inn on the green which has lots of old New England charm but is pricey. Don't know if you're aware, but college is very expensive ;)
Our motel is working out great, just look at the backyard---
We're planning to have a glass of wine in those very chairs tonight. With a touch of envy we'll raise a toast to the year that lies ahead for our daughter.
When I get home I'm going to send her a bathrobe.
Sue/the view from great island