Movin on Up

Our appearance this evening at Will and Audrey's Back To School Night made for some very happy faces among their school friends, who thought we would be moving this summer. More than a few people were surprised to see us. I'm glad to say nobody seemed disappointed that we were there. As unexcited as we all were/are about school starting tomorrow, it was still fun to see everybody after a summer apart. The kids are happy with their new teachers; they are signed up for orchestra, Will got his first locker, Audrey is looking forward to trying out for the school play- they are already getting all cemented into this year. Which is good. Until we move.

Speaking of move, Alisa did. Move out that is. On Saturday she single-handedly packed up and hauled all her stuff out of her bedroom and into a really cute little house downtown.

Yes, I cried when she left and I cried when I looked at the dolls, young women's paraphenalia, and pictures she had left behind, and I cried again last night, just because I missed her. But we have our little moments and then we move on. I refuse to wallow. I also refuse to worry. She went camping tonight. Where? I don't know. With whom? I don't know. Does she have a sleeping bag? I DON'T KNOW. Will I lay awake tonight worrying about it? Well, yes, without my benadryl, I might just be up all night. But thanks to modern medicine, I will sleep soundly and try to get used to the idea that her life is all up to her now.