Leaving on a plain jet.

It's thundering and lightening outside. Very, very frightening. If this were a 19th century novel, something dramatic would be happening. It does indeed sound like the Gods are going bowling.

Today was our last day "in the office" for awhile. Tomorrow, we get on a plane to go drop my 18 year old triplets at college. Our first stop is Houston, Texas to drop off Ally. She will be studying Public Policy at Rice University. We are going to being staying there about 4 days. My wife is a graduate of Rice, so hanging out in Houston is going to be a humid, sticky stroll around memory lane for her. Then we say goodbye to Ally and head to Boulder, Colorado to drop off Will. He's going to be studying business at Colorado University. He's part of the Leeds Business Leadership Program, which is cool. He'll start his college career with a retreat at Breckinridge, so yeah. Not a bad way to go. The final drop off is Morgan, aka Virgil in St. Louis at Washington University. They will be studying Art & Design at the Sam Fox School. 

So that's that. 

When people used to see me with my cute-as-hell kids when they were little, they'd always say "Enjoy. It goes fast." And guess what? It goes fast. 

I used to dread them going to college - mostly the expense. But now I'm just glad to be getting it over with all at once. 

I think I would perhaps have a different attitude if we hadn't all been locked in the same house for the last 18 month - but I'm really ready to see them start off on their own adventure. I'm looking forward to visiting them. I'm looking forward to the various projects I have planned. 

But mostly, I'm just looking forward - right now, to just getting out of the house, reading some books, smelling some vaguely fart-scented recycled air, choking on my own mask-taste, and having an aching back, stiff knees and if I'm lucky, only mild constipation. 

Here's to traveling.