We made a concerted effort to limit how much "stuff" traveled to New England for Allyson's final year at Wellesley. Year after year of retrieving "stuff" on top of "stuff", much of which hadn't been necessary, we were adamant and determined. Following the trip last August, we patted ourselves on the back and deemed it a success. Fast forward to graduation (cause time flies like that), do you see that little space in the rear of the Navigator? That is the only space not accounted for other than the front window. Coming home we were packed like sardines. Who am I kidding, sardines have more wiggle room than we did. And this was after donating a TV stand, a deluxe mattress pad, and hours of calculation and contemplation on the best way to push and shove "stuff" into every nook and crany.
We officially SUCK at shipping a kid off to college efficiently.
They want for nothing while they are there.
They beg for mercy and more leg room coming and going.
By-the-way, Kiddo #2 is slumped down in the seat behind me
wanting no photographic evidence he was in any way associated with this mess.
Linking up with