Mar moves out.

 At the beginning of November, Mar made the big move out of our house to her college apartment. She had been worried about finding an available contract before she started school in January, so my girl hunted one down at the Old Mill. Our good friend Rebecca told us that those apartments were where Steve Young lived back in his BYU days and were the highly desired place to live back then. I don't think they've been updated since then (the early 80's, right?), but Mar has a private room, private half bath, shared shower, and an atrium and pool out her glass slider. Who could ask for anything more? The few occasions I have been there it has felt like an old college apartment with the smell of old fruit and dirty dishes wafting through the air (which, I might add, is better than the smell of rotting broccoli - the lingering memory of my brief college apartment experience).

Mar was glad to get in a couple months before starting the semester so she could acclimate.

I had gone with her to pick up her key and drop a load of her things off on Monday morning (Nov 1). We got her bed put together, hung up some clothes, then she had to head to work.

The next day Shi met Bill and me there and we helped Mar finish situating her room before she had to, again, head to work. We made a list of additional needed items and I ran around that day gathering them.

Later that evening after Mar was off work, Bill and I headed back to drop off a few more things.

 It's such a crazy, bittersweet time when a child moves out, however THIS TIME IS DIFFERENT because I don't live 8 to 12 hours away from my college student... I only live 30 minutes away. 

I love that.

I'm excited for Mar's adventures ahead, and know she is going to rock this college gig.