Moving, moving, moving...

Packing, sorting, cleaning, organizing, out with the old, in with the new. One boy back to school, one to go.

I took Chrish back to school this week. He seemed really happy to be back, seeing old friends and getting his dorm apartment set up. His classes don't start until the 25th, but he volunteered to help incoming freshmen with their move-ins.

Finally I have concrete evidence of J's intentions. I have all of his good stuff, in the form of his entire collection of CDs, DVDs, mwha ha, ha. When Uba moves in, that will be the clincher. I think I'll shop for the cat door today.