goodbye, suite life

I won’t miss: The hallway they called a “living room” Sitting in dark silence waiting for the kids to fall asleep Forgetting my key every time I leave the room Lugging our things in from the parking lot The four-foot pool, and fighting with Jafta over why we couldn’t spend all day there Picking out smashed goldfish from the carpet Two active boys bouncing off the walls as I work on my syllabus Trying to shush my loud kids in the hallway Getting the side-eye from the mean blonde lady who hates my kids Eating dorm-style dinner in the lobby Struggling to find our belongings in random suitcases Storing our clothes in the extra shower because there weren’t any dressers Coin-operated laundry six floors up Sleeping with a kid in my bed Being woken up all night long by a baby who wants her crib   I might miss: Having our evening “jump on the bed” dance party