Move In Day!

Today I officially became an Ole Miss Rebel! I am part of a new program at Ole Miss called the Provost Scholars Program, and one of the perks of being in this program is moving in a day before the general move in. I am living in Stewart Hall with my roommate, Abbie Sandifer, from Greenville. My wonderful brother-in-law, Rocky, helped me move in while my sisters, Royann and Ashley, and Mom went to the furniture market in Tupelo. As soon as we get here, we have to park on the really steep hill beside my dorm to unload. This was a challenge! I had to hold the dolly to keep it from rolling down the steep sidewalk while Rocky loaded my boxes onto it. The elevators were so small that only about two people, who were carrying dorm stuff upstairs, could fit in them. Thank goodness there weren't that many others moving in today too.
Abbie was already moved in because she has to train for her job at the Turner Center a few days before school starts on Monday. When Rocky and I finished bringing the storage boxes upstairs, I thought Abbie was about to die. Her eyes got so big, and she asked, "Is all this yours?". Now my hanging clothes needed to be gotten out of the car. For this challenge Rocky had the remedy. Rocky and I toted the probably fifty pound car hanging rack over our shoulders down the steep hill and into the dorm. On our way in the door this lady passes us and tells her daughter that they should do the same thing. While we are waiting for the two small elevators, still holding the fifty pound rack of my clothes, I see the same lady out of the corner of my eye. What is she doing? She is holding a hanging rack full of her daughters clothes over her shoulder.
Our closets in Stewart are VERY SMALL! Our hanging area is probably 2 feet x 2 feet. This poses a challenge for a hanging rack full of clothes. All I can say in defense for my hanging clothes is thank God for wonder hangers! My shoes, however, now live a crowded life piled on top of each other in this four square foot space; and I only brought 1/3 of them!
As we carry this last load of my stuff upstairs, I notice that I am not the only light packer on our floor. My neighbors right next door have boxes piled to the ceiling on both sides of the hall. This made me feel so much better.
Rocky and I went to Nagoya for Japanese after we stuffed everything in my room. I ate sushi, and, of course, Rocky ate hibachi. What is it with men and sushi? I'm just curious? After lunch, Rocky took me back to the dorm and said his goodbyes. I was on my own! What did I do my first night in Oxford? I went to bed at 10:00!