When I came home this afternoon, there were no socks under the computer table, no clothes in the bathroom, no hardened pizza on a plate wrapped in a towel, no 8 pairs of shoes beside the door, and no Zach. I could go for a couple of days and not see him, but I always knew he was here. I spent most of yesterday cleaning up his room. Did you know that Corn Pop's will eventually turn white and cats will not eat Pop Tarts off the floor? (If you have stumbled on this blog by accident and you are getting ready to go to school... CLEAN YOUR ROOM BEFORE YOU LEAVE. Do not make your Mom put on rubber gloves to pick up the stuff behind your bed. She may put it in a plastic bag and send it to school baked in your favorite cookies.)
To make matters even worse, I am now on Facebook (and Zach actually accepted me as a friend.) I don't plan to really post here, but it is nice to have a different way to talk to each other. Stan and Zach are more phone, Zach and I are more Text/Email during the week. How did parents survive this without web access?
Zach starts classes in the morning. The bulk of his classes are MWF from 8-12:35 with a couple of classes from 1-3 on Thursday. The best thing about the Friday is that he could leave after class and be most of the way home (at least in NC by dark). We will know more about his practice schedule soon.
I remember when I went to State. August 23, 1983 - I have a letter that Mom wrote me the day I went to school. We have passed that letter back and forth over the years and added notes. The more things change, the more they remain the same.
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