I’m really conflicted! Sad and happy at the same time.
My son is leaving home.
I have found that I’m not alone in having a late leaver. Several people I know have children still at home over the age of twenty-seven.
There have been several reasons given for them not leaving home, but the main one is the cost. It’s so bloody expensive nowadays.
My one has decided to leave during the coronavirus as apartments are cheaper. And there is also someone willing to share expenses.
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Oops, did I say empty nest? Harry my very big and fluffy MaineCoon cat decided to sit on my lap. He actually sat on my iPad, so that’s his contribution.
My horde were worried about how I would take the news of him leaving. But you know what there are several reasons I’m happy for him and even more reasons I’m happy for me.
I’m happy for him because his leaving is as it should be. And it will be an adventure in his life.
I’m happy for me because now ( well in a month )-
– I can walk around the house naked, and not hear any screams. Well, apart from hubby.
And I have already thought of how to use the extra room. No not with more cats, three are enough.
Wait a minute says daughter, what about any future grandchildren needing to stay whilst I work? YER WHAT???????
Oh well, it was a nice dream for thirty seconds. And in the inimitable words of Harry-
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