— Gigi (@gigirambles) September 7, 2018
To be perfectly honest, I carried one VERY light box and was finished with the actual "moving" part quite early on in the process. From there I moved on to the emptying boxes, washing dishes, finding homes for said dishes, arranging furniture and buying a few necessities that the boys surely never even thought about...like shower curtain liners and toilet paper.
Of course, being the tornado that Man-Child is he has left a swath of destruction in his wake...along with a great deal of stuff that he didn't think to bring with him. Which means that I will be packing up the detritus and hauling it over to his apartment sometime in the near future. Then I get the joy of cleaning out and rearranging the rest of it. A mom's work is never done.
Dropping him off at college was probably the hardest thing I've ever done but this? This is the weirdest. When we dropped him off at college I knew he'd be coming back home eventually. But now...we won't be waiting for him to come home and that is a little unsettling but I am excited for him. He's moving into adulthood officially. And while I still sometimes miss that sweet, little guy I am so extremely proud of the adult he has become.
Of course, he still has one foot still in the door as he has already informed me that he will most likely stay here most Friday nights during high school football season as our house is closer to the school where he coaches.
And then, of course, the lure of food will be strong...since I'm not confident that these two guys can actually cook anything as tasty as The Husband. And I'm sure the promise of some of mom's baked goods will bring him running.