Our departure to take Anthony to university is Tuesday morning, and he's not remotely ready. I know the kid is prone to procrastination, but even I think this is getting ridiculous.
Books are... everywhere. Clothing in great piles... everywhere. (It's a miracle they are folded.)
The big roof duffel for the car... empty.
His room... unspeakable.
And if his damn cell phone doesn't quit ringing - classmates in similar states of excitement and stress - I'm tossing it onto the roof of the barn. It will take a miracle to get us out of here on time tomorrow - which we must do as we are caravan-ing with another classmate all the way to Indiana.
His plan for today? Sleeping as late as possible, a shower, then headed to town to run some errands.
AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
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