Let's try this again.
Yesterday morning, I was typing about move-in day and along came a storm and shut down my computer and I lost everything I was typing, which was a lot.

DH has been meaning to replace the worn out battery back up that no longer works. I turned the computer back on. A few minutes later, it shut down again.

. As, I comtemplated turning it on again, lightening struck somewhere and literally went across the top of my desk. Even DD15 saw it. At that point, I thought it best to unplug from the world. Pretty freaky. The plus side is that we got some good rain and my yard is no longer the desert. The down side is that DH decided to do updates to my computer after installing the new battery backup and it took him all day. In fact, he has been at it until just now. So finally, on with the last few days.
8/17 - Move-in day
I had a hard time sleeping. It seems that I was awake all night long. Mentally, I was aware of everything and was so afraid to look at the clock for fear that it was only "5 minutes later". Finally, I got up at 5am and showered. Then went down to wake up DD18, who probably didn't sleep much either, as she was already awake. Next, I made breakfast for myself while I let everyone else sleep a little longer. I had 1 egg omelet w/cheese, 2 slices ham, 1 yogurt, and 2/3 c. grapefruit juice.
Then I proceeded to get everyone else up. DD18's boyfriend was over just after 6am and we loaded the "big" stuff (computer, desk chair, fridge, etc.) into his truck. At 6:30, we rolled out.
Along the way, I wrote DD18 a short letter of encouragement. Parts of the trip were hard emotionally, but I did well, knowing that if I started crying, I wouldn't be able to keep myself in check later. There is a lot of construction on the interstate by the school and I told DH to turn wrong. The signs are down. So we took a few detours. We still managed to get to the school just after 9am and swung over to the parking lot where we were to pick up her bed loft.
Next we drove over to her dorm and were surprised at how many people were already lined up for a 10am move-in. Although, I understand that it was no where near as bad as the regular move-in day, which was the 18th. D18 went to check-in and get her room key while the guys waited in line with vehicles, kids and stuff. She wanted me to go with, which was a surprise. By the time we came out of the building the guys were just coming around the corner and getting ready to unload. Talk about timing.
DH is convinced that DD18 brought too much stuff. Not my problem. The first load went up with DH, DD18 and her boyfriend. I stayed behind with the rest of the family and loaded the rest of the "stuff" onto small wooden carts. DH came back and he and I both took a cart and the youngest two up with the second load. DD15 stayed behind with the fridge and loft. Our luck, one of the wood carts had bad wheels and wouldn't steer properly, so I had a hard time pulling it. Finally, I had to switch with DH, who also had a heck of a time, but is much stronger than I.
Of course it takes time to get an elevator with everyone moving. Finally in, the staff managed to shove our carts over and make room for one more person and cart. Talk about stuffed and hot. This is where I decided that this moving thing is considered exercise. When we got to the floor we needed to get off on, DH tried to wheel his cart out of the elevator and it wouldn't cooperate. Finally, he decided to give it a push. Now, you must understand that the carts are flat pieces of plywood on wheels, no sides, so DH was actually pushing on the "stuff", which went flying off the cart that wouldn't move. I jumped around and out of the elevator to help with the situation. While, I was putting some things back on in order to move the cart forward, DS must have leaned against the alarm, as it went off and the elevator doors started closing. DD7 who was holding the doors jumps back as she can no longer hold them. I grabbed DS and put him in the hall, afraid he would get pinched in the doors. DH is trying to hold them open long enough while I scramble to unjam the cart that is sitting in the middle of the doors and get it out. Finally, we managed and quickly rolled off the good cart. Of course, the alarm quits as soon as we are in the hall and clear of the doors.
In the hall we reload. Go down the hall just a bit and stop so that we can now unload and take everything down 2 flights of stairs to the 16th floor. Personally, I think the elevators should stop on each floor for move-in day. DD18 meets us in the hall. DH, DD18, and boyfriend grab stuff and take it down with the youngest 2 in tow. I quickly move the carts out of the way of others and grab some stuff. When I got down the stairs, I find that I am locked into the stairwell since I didn't have a key to the floor.

Finally, DD18 opens the door. Once in the room, I stayed with the youngest 2 as the others went back for the rest of the stuff then went down for the last trip and DD15.
I spent my time, putting most of the "stuff" in the closet and in the corner to get it out of the way so that we could build the loft. I did not unpack it as some mother's would, that is not my job. Finally, everyone is back. 7 of us crammed into a small room, it's hot, not kid friendly, so the kids were loud and everyone was getting hungry. Thankfully, no one else was moving in so our commotion didn't bother anyone.
Putting up the loft was a task and a half. Once together, DD18 decided that she wanted it lower than originally stated, most of it comes back apart only to go back together. It is a shame that the beds didn't bunk, but they didn't even have a head board and footboard, just a frame about 6" off the ground. Very poor, but then I am not young anymore. Then the guys assembled the office chair, I plugged in the computer, DD18 unpacked alot of things to get rid of boxes, and we rearranged a little. DH then went to get the computer set up to the resident internet. I was hoping that we would be done soon so that we could all get lunch before we left. Finally, just before 1pm, we all rush out the door since DD18 needed to get to an orientation, which I thought was at 1:30. Quickly, I placed my letter on her desk chair, put the picture on top of the fridge, placed her goodie "basket" on the window sill, and hide her case of GS Peanut Butter Patties behind her pillow.
DH ushers everyone up the stairs quickly and I am stuck behind him while he takes all the boxes up on the hand cart we brought. This is when I realized that DD18 is leaving for her orientation and I didn't get to say good-bye, let alone pictures. DH got unnecessarily mad at me for not doing so earlier, but as I said, I thought she had to be there at 1:30. Either DD18 realized the same thing or she heard someone make a comment because when I got up the stairs, she was coming back to give me a hug and tell me "bye". I think I lost my voice, as I was only able to whisper "bye" to her. Then she looked at me and the tears started rolling from my eyes and she told me "don't", so I fought them back. Then she was gone on the first elevator she could get down. That was the last time I saw her.
We made our way down. I think there were even more people trying to move in and some had couches. Don't know where they are going to put them. One daugther/father team asked us for some of our boxes as she just had everything in small bags.
Next time we are taking totes. You can put more in them, stack them easily, carry them easily, take them back home and reuse them later. Also, we are going to double check the wheels on the carts before grabbing one.
We met back up with DD18's boyfriend and then we all went to lunch at 1:30pm. Her boyfriend said that she was a little bothered by the fact that everyone was just gone, but what were we supposed to do? She had to go and after orientation she had to do a training for her job until 5pm and we didn't know what to do. No one had planned to stay later. It would have been better if we didn't have to spend so much time putting up the loft and could have gotten a few more minutes to say goodbye.
We ate at Wendys. I ate a baked potato and a fruit bowl, which I shared. Some of the fruit was sour, but it is much better than the fruit bowl at McD's. Everyone agrees that we don't like DD18's dorm. It is really old, which is ok, but it has a very poor set up. I am not sure why she likes the place. I would have picked a few other places on campus, but she really worked to get into this place. Oh well, I don't have to live there. Definitely, not the Beach Club, Yacht Club, or Boardwalk.
On the way home, which took longer as DH wanted to go a different way and then fell asleep so I didn't catch the right road, DD18 called. This was just after 2:30pm. Her job doesn't start until Sept 6, since they are not done constructing the new Burger King in the student center. So she didn't have a training.

Had I known that, I would have stayed around and taken her out for lunch. They never told us. In fact a few days ago, they were calling to remind her of everything.
She called a few times when we were home so that DH could help her get her printer installed properly and tell him that he left the cables to the speakers at home. Now I have to mail them.
I felt lost. Later, I went down to her room and found a diary that I had written some things in about her for her. She wrote on the next blank page that she was leaving it behind so that I could write more about her while she was at college. I laid on her bed for awhile and cried. DH says that it will take me time to get used to everything. He also mentioned that I did great keeping my emotions in check so that she could feel comfortable about going away. I just did what I had to for her.
Supper was the leftover Crispy Orange Chicken from Applebee's. I don't even reacall tasting it, I just mindlessly ate. Water was terrible. DD18 called to thank me for all the "gifts". She was wondering around campus trying to find some food since nothing is open yet and thought she would have to eat some of her snacks. Then she realized that there is a Domino's Pizza behind her dorm and went in to order some supper. DH at that time was getting ready to phone the local Pizza Hut and have pizza delivered to her, but she beat him to the punch. It was funny. We did decide that we were going to do a surprise Pizza delivery for her and her roommate one night soon. Of course, I will have to work it out so that I know they are home and haven't eaten yet.
I finally went to bed about 8pm. I was so tired and missing her. She did call again right before I fell asleep and talked for awhile. There are train tracks outside of her dorms so she says it sounds like home.
DS crawled in bed with me. I slept ok, but not great.
