The turkey flies the coop in five days.
In five days my only turkey will be moving in to his apartment on campus.
I will have an empty nest in five days.
Five days, y'all! FIVE. Count 'em -- one, two, three, four, five!
That's right -- this coop will be devoid of daily teenage messifying in a scant five days. (Messifying? Is that a word? Yoobetcha! In bloggerland "messifying" is definitely a word!) We are busy with packing and organizing and figuring out what gets moved and what doesn't, last-minute discussions on subjects like monthly budgets and how to plan meals for the week, debates on whether or not we pack things like toilet paper and cleaning supplies or buy them there, and the all-important discussion of just
how to pack everything so as to allow for the most efficient move-in process.
Exciting, eh?
Five days.
I'll be living solo again ... in five days.
The turkey will start on a grand adventure ... in five days.
It's going to be a blast watching him become an independent adult.
The adventure begins in five days!