it's all good.
i'm heading to bu to move jimmy into his dorm tomorrow.
he's been gone just over 2 weeks.
not complaining~i'm looking at the bright side.
i have done a total of 5 loads of laundry since he left over 2 weeks ago. i used to do 10 loads a week, minimum.
my sleep is undisturbed, no more 2AM arrivals.
there is room in the fridge for my food since we no longer need to stock milk 2-3 gallons deep
the brita is full when i want cold water.
no dirty dishes in the sink.
no crumbs in front of the couch in the family room.
not a single clogged toilet.
no tripping over sneakers in the mud room.
i can lie in bed & know i will not be jumped on and tickled til i scream.
my eyes are not watering from smelly farts.
(but i do miss the mischevious laugh that accompanied the fart)
he calls and checks in every night.
i have already seen him twice since he left.
and he looks great.
once i even got to talk to him and take him to dinner.
he's so happy.
i admit, i miss his sense of humor and his company.
& i feel so bad for frannie.
but i'm so happy for him.
in a pinch - i can go and lie on his t-shirt quilt.
it's really not so bad.