Survived the drive home, got all of my parent’s possessions in their house, and my computer booted despite having a failing hard drive that I have to fix tomorrow, so I am sitting here in my boxer shorts checking everything I missed and thinking I might just nuke my gmail.
Lily and Samantha are fucking ROAD WARRIORS. We put them in the back seat in their beds at 8:30, and they slept the ENTIRE way from Isle of Palms to Morgantown and did not get up to pee once. I thought about waking them the second time we stopped for gas, but the whole “let sleeping dogs lie” thing kicked in, and they made it pretty much the entire damned trip, which is just bonkers.