My son came home from college in Savannah Georgia yesterday! I haven't seen him since the beginning of January. I felt so terribly guilty. I hadn't cleaned out his room. See with him gone I've been using his bedroom as a sewing room, office and general store room of things I don't know what to do with or am too lazy to take down the 3.5 flights of stairs into our basement storage room. I've been so sick lately with cold/flu/sinus infections/whatever and have been working and volunteering so much that I just haven' had the time or energy to get his room ready for him. He was a trooper though. He helped me clean it out when he arrived. It took only about 30 minutes to do the work. Which actually made me feel more guilty that I just didn't suck it up and get it done. The bad part is that now the rest of the house is littered with things that don't belong there. I've got some organizational work to do and some projects to finish up. The mess drives me nuts. I really like having things in their place and not all out and about.
Anyway, I'm so happy to have him home until August 25. I have big plans for him to help me around the condo with projects and to visit museums, flea markets and festivals with him. I miss him so much when he is gone. I've gotta work on finding things to do without him because he'll be a Jr. this fall and I don't have much more time with him around the house. I don't know how parents deal when their kids leave home for good. Ugh. I just even hate the thought of it.
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