It’s starting to look a little like Christmas — or something — around here.
Slowly but surely each available nook and cranny is being crammed with stuff for Catherine’s move to the dorm.
Throw pillows, cleaning supplies, bathroom flip-flops and hamper behind the chair in the den.
Extra kitchen gear, the health and beauty stuff I’ve been steadily collecting, an over-the-door towel rack behind the rocking chair in the living room.
Bed linens, waste basket and hangers next to the TV.
Last weekend, we did at pass at Bed, Bath & Beyond, cashing in all the coupons I’d collected for the past year and making use of a couple of graduation gift cards. It was a challenge to stick to the list and not be seduced by all the things they want to sell you.
Still, we left pushing an overflowing cart, and dragging two plastic bags nearly as big as Catherine and me. I’m sure we two petite brunettes were a sight to behold making our way across the parking lot.
There’s still more to get: bath towels and throw rugs, utensils, emergency rations … not to mention school supplies.
And heaven knows she’ll want to pack every piece of clothing she owns.
It’s a good bet that by the time Catherine makes it to Move-In Day at Hofstra U on Aug. 28, this house will look like an episode from one of one of the Hoarders reality TV shows: There will be just a 12-inch path through the rooms.
Naturally, as the piles of gear have grown, a crazy mix of anxiety and excitement has become palpable.
For Catherine, too.
Hey! I’m thinking of going back to The School of Hard Knocks. Will you buy me all brand new stuff too?