My daughter and boyfriend are moving into an apartment on May 14th. Alicia is 20, her boyfriend just turned 26. I am happy, sad, lonely already, glad she is leaving, worried for her safety, excited for her independence. So many feelings. We will be empty nesters. I am 48 and feel so flipping old. However this means......................I can move the threadmill into her room, do over the room into a crafting area. Maybe get more bunnies. Have an extra bedroom when friends spend the night. Have an extra TV room, oh the list goes on and on.
Gotta go, I am helping her pack.
No I am not, I don't want her to leave, my baby my little girl, my princess, my buddy. How did she get to be 20 wasn't she just five the other day?????
On the other hand she has been so rude to me lately. So snipey, so mean, and mouthy and know it all and lazy, her room is a mess.
Yes yes I am helping her pack................
Oh you know what guys I really need a hug and some chocolate and another hug and how about some jokes to cheer me up..............