Ok, I'm better now.
No. I'm not! I didn't think it would be this painful.
She's not ready. OK, scratch that! I'm not ready.
We finish high school FOR EVER on June 9th. Then we'll mess around for the summer, with a week of orientation in June, and then we'll come back from our travels and she'll go off to college in August.
She's told me that to mess with her bedroom will screw with her head for ever more, (poetic license) so despite the fact that it really needs a new paint job, I'll just go in there about
And I'll get a web cam so we can Skype.
My heart really hurts, people.