My son came in for his spring vacation, which was splendid. He came with a lot of equipment. Cords and cords and more cords, all over everything.
He asked for curry, so I made curry. He wants something for his upcoming birthday that I can’t even understand, so I wrote him a check.
I told him to wear headphones a lot, because he watches this terrible video series where the man screams all the damn time.
I washed his laundry and made him his very own tiny meatloaf.
It’s very strange when adult children come home. It’s a new stage, and I’m not sure yet how to be his parent and treat him like an adult at the same time. Hopefully I’m doin alright and he’ll keep comin home from time to time.
Over the weekend, I was social. For me, I was extremely social. Friday, The Mister and I ran around like mad, running errands. When the girls got home, we took them for new shoes and then we all had dinner at The Palace of Rules. I’m almost convinced that my in-laws invite us four “kids” over to entertain them, as if we are the jesters at their palace. Not that we mind!
I kept Simon for the weekend, because I just love him to bits, and he’s Bubba’s oldest friend, as cousins often are.
We were that giddy, silly family you saw buying groceries at midnight on Friday.
On Saturday, Drew and Ace spent the day, and Mr. F joined us in the evening. I do not think I have had such a wonderful day since late September. I had the bestest time!
We’ve all become obsessed with the dialogue from this video, which Sassy and I have watched at least eleventythousandtimes:
On Sunday, more of the same, but less energy. By then, we were all on the verge of kaput.
When everyone had said goodbye and I closed the door, I took to my bed, bone-weary, where I remained sluggish all night. I was drained completely.
I don’t know exactly what everyone else did to get all sapped, but I cooked my ass off for two days, never mind lack of sleep, the introversion, and the anxiety disorder. Still, so worth it!
Monday seemed like it would be a great day to enjoy solitude, just me with my laundry and ironing, but when it came down to it, I was still shot, and spent the day online, researching dishware instead. Well, maybe it’s not for everyone, but I had a good time.
I could be as blue as the dishes now that it’s all over, but instead I’ll just smile at all the new memories made.
joeyfullystated 
The transition to being a parent of an adult child can be a challenge, We’re getting it but my mother (who is 89) hasn’t figured it out yet. I hope Tuesday was easier.
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AH! Well there’s hope for me, because my mother is excellent at it! lol
Tuesday was terrific, thanks!
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Sounds like a great weekend. We introverts enjoy this kind of family-oriented socializing. We just need a little downtime when it’s all over. Glad you were able to get some.
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Downtime. Yes. *nods* Thanks, Carrie 🙂
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JOEY, JOEY, JOEY… HOW DO YOU FIND THESE FUCKING GEMS. I’M KEEPING CAPS LOCK ON AS THIS WAS JUST SOOOOO GOOD.
YOU LOOK SO PRETTY!!! LOVE LOVE LOVE.
Seriously, first the Izzard sketch now this. From now on, when you discover anything, please message me. PLEASE.
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PS I’ve now watched it eleventyhousand and one times.
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Oh Honaaay, I’m so glad you like!
Like model, cheerleader, someting prettay?
I actually came across this in the FB news feed, and when I posted it, only three people liked it, so I assumed I was just weird. Okay, I KNOW I’m weird, and now I know you’re weird like me 😉
Right. Well, have you seen spiders on drugs?
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What? No but I’m googling it now…
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Just seen. Love your work.
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LOL Thanks! I’ll let you know if I find more.
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Ha, my wife posted that video a couple of weeks ago on FB and she rarely posts anything. It’s hilarious. Reminds me that my wife sent me to a place to have my nails groomed the day before or maybe the day of our wedding. The woman kept asking me about this and that. I assumed she knew I was a heterosexual man but she put some sort of coating on them that really made them slightly effeminate looking. Ugh. I look so prettay though, like modul or cheeerleada or sumpting.
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LOL good for you! 😉
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OMG!
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Downtime is so important!
I was home for two nights this week, heard my mom say to a friend with a much younger daughter “I thought my life would end when she moved out…” gesturing my way. I don’t have kids so I can only imagine what it’s like.
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Oh my. Well I don’t think my life will end when they’ve all moved out! Goodness no! I think it will be a new exciting chapter! Yippee! lol
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good luck Joey…my mother was a total failure…from start to finish…but you seem well on the right road…it begins with understanding that there is a difference between a child and an adult…that’s half the battle…the rest comes I think with a few bumps here and there, but the worst is just recognizing that a shift is necessary…
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Sounds like a wonderful weekend, even if it was a bit exhausting. 😀
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