I must be the only mother on the planet who is sad that her son is moving back to town after being away at college. Seriously.
I saw so much of The Photography One while SuperGuy and I were over at The Love Nest. Remember we even lived with him for a bit before we found The Love Nest? Anyway, The Photography One and I would go to Steak and Shake (YUM!) for lunch every week. (I cried when we left Steak and Shake for the last time. Sigh.) We’d also go to dinner. Meet for drinks. I swear I saw more of him in the last year than I have in the last FOUR years combined. I’m so going to miss him now when we’re over in Columbia at The Love Nest.
But, I know, this isn’t supposed to be all about me. It’s about The Photography One moving on to a new stage of life. Moving back to St. Louis. Yes, I KNOW we live here too, but he will work, run with his buddies, and generally be too busy to see his mommy every week. Sigh. Anyway, back to the moving day story…
First off, it was 100 degrees on moving day!! We brilliantly decided to do most of the moving on Friday night. After the sun went down. Yeah, baby…here was the thermometer–in the shade–when we headed over to The Photograph One’s apartment on Friday. At 7pm…
I should have known how this was going to go when I had to drive him 30 miles to Jefferson City to pick up the closest moving van. Okay, that wasn’t too bad. We had a nice chat on the way. In the air conditioning. I’m all about the air conditioning when it hits 100 degrees!
There was a ton of stuff to put in that tiny moving van. In the heat.
There were a few refreshment breaks…
and brief pauses to watch the Cardinals game…
and a bit of silliness…
We had to go back on Saturday to finish up. SuperGuy and I left about 2:30pm to head back to St. Louis. I’m not sure what time the boys finally got out of there. (because they never texted me to tell me they got home safely. This mean YOU!).
In a nice (planned) twist of fate, The Impish One moved INTO The Photography One’s apartment, so that made some of it easier. We left a bedroom set, chairs, desk, some tables, etc for him. Thank goodness, because nothing else was going to fit in that van! (You remember that they closed down The Impish One’s dorm in the middle of the year and my rant about that?)
Anyway, son, welcome back home and onto real life. Don’t forget to visit your momma!
“I’m moving on and last I can see
Life has been patiently waiting for me
And I know there’s no guarantees, but I’m not alone”
–Rascal Flats
This post makes me miss my sons, especially my youngest, SO MUCH! He’s a little bit of a troubled soul but we were always close. Once a month, we’d meet at our favorite restaurant for dinner and we’d each save up funny stories to tell about people and things we had in common with each other. Now I rarely, if ever, see him. It hurts but hopefully it won’t be like this forever. I see the one who lives in NYC so much more even though he’s so much farther away!
Isn’t moving fun?
Pitcher lives far away. I am sure if he moved back to this neck of the woods, I would not see him any more than I do now… It is bittersweet when they grow up.
Oh, I HATE moving. And I HATE heat. So those two combined would make me run screaming to the nearest mental institution.
Okay. This makes me sad.
Damn passages of life! :shakehead:
Love that Rascal Flats song. And so appropriate.
Careful what you wish for…LOL…we can’t seem to shake our two…they have lived independantly for about 10 years or more now. They live close by and come the Summer especially..a few times a week they start texting mid afternoon…”whats happening, can we come sit on the patio” (this means them and girlfriend and fiancee) next thing you know it’s dinner and another late evening spent with two amazing boys, their loves and something we honestly wouldn’t change for the world…but some days…it would be nice to just be us…LOL
They are also always meeting us for coffee at out local coffee shop…LOL :crazy:
It was a long hot day and I’m glad it is over. And don’t worry we can still do Steak n’ Shake in STL.
– You Favorite Son 🙂
Look! The Photography One reads my blog!! He’s my favorite! :love: :love: :love:
This put a weight on my chest as I realize how fast four goes to 24.