34 Days Till College
Dwight painfully pointed out that his son leaves for college in 34 days. Until that moment, I hadn’t counted, but it’s true. Only 34 days left.
These days, the boy and I pass in the hall. Or he says goodnight after I’ve been sleeping for a couple of hours. I start my day at 6:25am. He wakes up after noon. I am in and out, going to meetings for work. I wrap up my day as he’s going to work. I’m asleep when he gets home.
What boy?
We haven’t eaten a meal together since our vacation. I’m not sure I remember what he looks like. I couldn’t tell you, on any given day, what he was wearing when I last saw him. There’s a good chance it was green or ripped jeans and some snarky tee-shirt from Woot.
He says, in passing, that he’s just helping me with the separation.
I continue to plot the cleaning I will give his room when he leaves, something I haven’t been allowed to do since he was about 12. Anyone have a HazMat suit I can borrow?
July 16th, 2008 at 9:53 am
Only 34 days left? Oh my. And is his sister plotting all the stuff she’s going to liberate from his room after he’s gone?
July 16th, 2008 at 10:06 am
A word of advice from someone who’s been there…don’t clean TOO well. He’ll be back in a couple of months and mess it all up again!
There will probably be a lot of things he’s not ready to let go of yet. Try to get him to put all the extra “stuff” he’s not taking with him into boxes, and put the boxes in the basement, under the bed, or in the closet, then have him go through the boxes NEXT summer. You’ll be amazed what he’s decided isn’t important enough to keep.
July 18th, 2008 at 7:30 am
I’ve heard there are companies that go in and clean up crime scenes - you may want to check them out.