Got home at 9:30. Immediately my feet stopped hurting, the work never got opened, but the laundry got put away and the green carry-on got packed.
Hoos headed to Cville for some football (ok, and a Williams B & B visit and a 4-miler)?!
Made the week fly when fun awaits.
Moral of the Story: Gosh, I love UVA. Random fact (not one that I freely admit). I applied early decision to UVA and got in. Sure, I knew it was awesome academically, but I always knew UVA was for me when my dad took me to the 1995 UVA upset over FSU to win the ACC Championship. I was in third grade. If I could, I'd bleed blue and orange.
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