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Yet Another End of an Era

by Kay~Kacey on 3/9/2009

Sometimes things move just a bit too fast for me these days. So many changes in what seems like such a short time. This empty nest thing isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. I have a love/hate relationship going with it most of the time.

We decided it was time to get rid of the boys’ bunkbed. Yes, I know. They’ve been way too big for it for years.

Bunk Bed Pieces

It’s one of those metal bunkbeds with a twin on top, and a full size mattress on the bottom. Of course, now that the boys are over six feet tall…when they sit up on the bottom bed they bang their heads. Oops! So, it really was time to get rid of it.

SuperGuy has a young mom who works for him who has a passel of little boys. It would be perfect for her, of course. So we’re giving it to her. So we finally broke the bed apart.

mattressThe parts and pieces are scattered around my family room and hallway, soon to be taken away and used by another rowdy group of boys. Fighting over who gets the top bunk. Making forts out of it. Whispering to each other after the lights are out and they’re supposed to be going to sleep. Yes, I’m having a bit of a hard time with it, why do you ask??

bedframe

Well, I guess it’s time to make the bedroom into a pretty guest room. . . Sigh.

Empty Nest

by Kay~Kacey on 1/22/2009

Sigh. It didn’t help to come home to the whole empty nest thing. I don’t think it was very considerate for The Geeky One to run away from home move out and leave me to come home to this empty nest thing.

I’m a big baby. It took me two days before I could go downstairs and look at his room. (he had a big room in the basement.)

empty nest

Sigh. It’s so bare. Well, almost bare.

desk area

I guess his phone call that he got “almost everything” moved out was a generous description of “everything.” 🙄

thumb tacks

But then, he’s a generous child. See? He left me thumbtacks on his walls. You know, in case I need them… :coffee2:

fishing photo

But see what I found in the “almost everything” clutter he left behind? This adorable photo of him when he has a boy. I think I’ll steal it from him keep it for him.

I know it’s good that we launch our kids into the world. I know this. I’m proud of him. He’s not far away. I’m sure I’ll do fine once I get used to the quiet. Once I stop opening the door to the basement to tell him something. Once we learn to cook smaller meals for just the two of us. Once SuperGuy quits stocking up on cereal.

But right now? I miss him… I miss all five of them.

They Grow Up

by Kay~Kacey on 1/5/2009

Yes, they grow up and they run away move out. The Geeky One moved out last week. “No, I’m doing fine,” she lied.

I went from a house full of boy noise to an empty nest.

He bought a cute little house not far from here. That part is good. He’ll still probably drop by often, right??

new house

In a great twist of fate…the two days it took to move him in…the weather here hit 60 degrees and full sun. Nice.

boxes in garage

We carried boxes and stuff. Unloaded stuff. Climbed a bazillion stairs. All the boys were in town, so there was lots of beer help. Soon the garage was filled up with boxes to be broken down and taken to the recycling center. (not my job!) The kitchen was all sorted away. Isn’t it cute?

new kitchen

I think The Geeky One knows how to cook…

But The Geeky One’s favorite room in the house?? The Man Room. Yes, some of you would call it a basement. But we call it The Man Room.

The Man Room

A big screen TV. Video games. Betsy (his computer… 😉 I told you we had a thing about naming our computers!). Really, what more could a man want from a Man Room?

Man Chair

Well, a Man Chair, of course! Can I just say, this Man Chair is SO comfortable that I considered becoming a man so I could have one of my own! It’s a recliner that’s like 1 1/2 times as wide as a regular recliner. It slides forward as it reclines to you can have it flat up against a wall…or a pole in this case. I lust after this Man Chair. It is so cool.

Anyway, I’m doing FINE. No really. . . It’s a good thing when our kids spread their wings and move out into the real world. It is. Honest. Truly. Sigh. I’m okay with an empty nest. I’m fine…