Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

After five months in my new home frantically looking for the rolling computer suitcase to use for school, I was ready to pack it in. I even resorted to getting a larger and uglier unit made by Delsey. I had gone through every storage box a million times, the last when my new friend, Chance, helped me load stuff into the new Tuff Shed built for me so I could have a garage instead of a snake pit full of junk with cars tucked into the mess. This suitcase, used by older and wiser law students, OWLS, saves the musculoskeletal system from permanent harm when transporting hundreds of pounds of school stuff.

The original bag was beautiful, so much so that I bought other pieces to match. My luggage is rather old. I looked online to see if I could find it: Ricardo Beverly Hills Capistrano Lite. Nope. Not made any more. It would have to be the Delsey, which I have to say is very utilitarian. More pockets and compartments such that I could live out of it.

The other day, I called my golf buddy to say hello. She drove my pickup down in time for her to help me with the movers. She sat outside in 75 degree sunshine last March, yes March, while I was inside telling the guys where to put things. I told her my dilemma of the roller. She said to look inside a bigger suitcase. She had put the suitcases away and was filling up a closet with them. She finally put smaller ones into bigger ones. I told her to hang on and talk to me while I went into the guest room to look. The first suitcase I unzipped revealed the missing roller. Had Diane been here in person, I don’t know whether I would have hugged her or killed her.

So after all this time, a chance conversation lead to my hidden roller; and it turns out I can’t use it anyway. Such is life.

Orientation is this week. Let’s see how many more chances I have to be a clueless idiot. At least I spent the off week in the law library trying to get a clue. I think I did.

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