Moving in!

Before the Camp posts really commence, here's the thing that entertained me the most about today (and is probably very telling about my personality).

I retrieved new license plates Tuesday morning. My mother reminded me several times today that I should put them on, that the DMV had probably already canceled my old ones, that it was important, I needed to do it before I left, etc.--all helpful info but totally not appreciated when given at 7am on a day with a 10:30 departure deadline!

"You could also just wake up your brother to do it," she offhandedly mentioned. "I couldn't do mine, the screws were just cemented in place, so ask him, I don't think you can do it."

I don't think there's a phrase in the English language that would have had me outside faster, screwdriver and plates in hand, wearing a nightgown and someone else's Crocs and no underwear, in the half-drizzle, fixing my plates.

Point proven, though: I could do it. And even felt a little less stressed after proving it.

(I think this qualified me for the title "Hot Mess of the World," or at least that's what I'm claiming. I'm nothing if not a stubborn--and tough--chick.)

MSA-centric posts begin tomorrow; still not sure how I'll handle those, but somehow it'll work out.