Today, I am loading a trailer with my daughter's stuff because she's moving to North Carolina tomorrow. Pretty much out of the blue, maybe about two months ago, my homebody daughter and her friend decided on this move. I'm excited for her, but also sad. The crappy old house is going to feel empty without her. My 17 year-old son will still be here when I get home from work, but he's a lot like Greenie; he doesn't leave his room very much.
So, tomorrow morning, I will be towing a trailer of furniture and boxes for about 12 twelve hours. Or, maybe I'll simply set it on fire. It could go either way.
