First: Kitty had .... experienced an issue with her new iPhone. One that required immediate use of the insurance policy. Though she tried to make a claim on Saturday, when the replacement hadn't arrived by Wednesday, we called to see what had happened. Evidently, she'd entered something wrong, and hadn't quite made the claim. So we had to start over. Sigh. This meant that she would be arriving to the dorm without a phone.
During the phone call, we told the company very clearly that they now needed to ship the phone to her at the dorm ... not to the homestead. They said they could get this done. So, we calmed ourselves with the knowledge that though she'd arrive with no phone, one would arrive the next day.
The hour before departure was a bit tense. I was all fussy, fretting that we'd leave something behind, and trying to stuff that last object into the overburdened car. The Thule Carrier on top was full, with only room for wee things that we weren't putting up top. The back hatch was full to bursting, with no visibility out the rear window. And Kitty was trying to do last minute FaceBook goodbyes. But, we calmed down, took a final inventory of the things that absolutely had to go: glasses, ID, keys, contacts, medicine. Check. Everything else could be dealt with.
We loaded up, and took off out of the drive way a mere 5 minutes later than my stated goal. (Doing this allowed us 4 1/2 hours to make a 3 hour drive, but I wanted plenty of time for lunch, and hitches, and to leave room to pick up groceries on the way into town).
Bookworm was confidently driving, quietly happy in the knowledge that by the time she drove us home at the end of the day, she'd have completed the required 50 hours behind the wheel, and would thus be "ready" to take her driver's license test.
Then, about half an hour later, Kitty realized that despite all our efforts, she had not in fact gotten everything into the car. We had lists to purchase, and then lists to pack, and then lists to cross check. Even so, when she got out of the shower Thursday morning, she forgot to gather her shampoo, conditioner and body wash. Oops. Of all the things to forget, however, this was probably the easiest to fix.
We gloated in our ability to actually leave on time, and stopped en route for KFC. We calmly waited for the slow food service, knowing we had tons of time. We sat and ate at a relaxed pace, practically dawdling at the table.
Things went smoothly until about an hour away from the dorm. Suddenly, traffic slowed to a crawl. Then we saw the sign: the highway ahead was closed because of a crash. Hoping that the crash meant lots of property damage but no loss of life, we crept along to the next exit where the State Troopers were directing us to leave the highway.
The next hour moved very slowly. Ten miles an hour got us excited - it almost felt fast. There were plenty of long stops. We began to fret. We stewed. At one long pause for no apparent reason, Bookworm and I traded places. So. At 2:00, we were on some side road, sitting behind a semi, with the GPS on the phone saying we were half a mile from the on-ramp back onto the highway. We couldn't tell if we'd be allowed back on, or if the highway traffic was moving. Assuming we were in fact allowed to get on the highway, the machine told us we were 30 minutes away from the dorm. At 2:30, we were supposed to check in.
Finally, we reached the highway. I dithered a lot about bailing on the highway, and taking back roads ... but Golf Pro saw that traffic was actually moving on the highway, so I took the chance. For the first ten minutes or so, it was really slow going. The high way was down to one lane (construction). Once we got past the construction, I had to fight to resist going 90 mph -- I did not want to be late! If we missed our window, we'd not be able to load in until after 5 pm. I kept apologizing to her, feeling as though if only I'd taken the back roads, those last ten minutes of highway at a crawl wouldn't have slowed us down... (yeah, right).
Then Kitty fessed up -- it wasn't a 2:30 absolute! It was a 2:30 -3:00 window! Phew! We arrived at the check in place at 2:45. She got her number for moving in.... we waited a bit, then got to go pull into the circle drive in front of her dorm.
Once we parked, the car was all but swarmed by friendly students who were working the move in. They unloaded everything and carried it into the dorm room. By the time the fridge came in on the cart, Kitty and I (with help from one of the students) had "lofted" the bed (raising it up to 3 feet high), and thus we were able to slide the fridge under it so that it didnt' take up valuable floor space. We made the bed, and said hello to the roomie, then took off to go grocery shopping.
By 5:00, she was settling in. She had groceries (which included fruit, and cheese, and much more healthy stuff than junk! I'm so proud), and all her stuff, and was eager to get things organized. We hugged goodbye, and a much emptier car headed back north for home.
When we got home, we discovered a package. It was the phone. Evidently, the woman at the other end hit "approve" BEFORE she changed the address. So. Yeah.
I got that sorted out, finally, and Kitty's phone will be in her hands by Monday.
On Friday, another package arrived -- it's the case to protect the phone. So... I made up a wee package, in which I stashed a few minor forgotten items, some stamps and a treat. She should have that by Tuesday.
And with that -- my babygirl is suddenly independently living at college! I can't decide whether to hang a baby picture or her most recent photo on the wall...