She is four years old and I am 46
She is sweet 17 here, two and a half years ago....
Now I know what the birds feel like when their little ones finally fly away.... After sitting on them for what seems like forever, then having to search for worms for what seems like forever, then teaching them to fly which I am sure was tedious and seemed like forever. Yet they go and do it again the next year. Well I am over that mess for sure. The doing it again next year deal that is. I did it again five times and then the eggs dried up before my mental "more child yearning" dried up, thank God. Four boys and one girl and at my age I would take four more boys vs raising another teenage girl. Don't worry she won't read this until she is really old and then she will understand anyway.
Yup, she moved out. The last of the litter has left the building and now I remember what the word Peace means. It means quiet, restful, no unnecessary drama or action of any kind, the sound of crickets, a clean floor in the spare room, a clean bathroom, and Oh God a spare room! No toothpaste with no cap, or anything with lids left off.....I don't care if I am out of Milk, I am allergic to that crap anyway. I don't care if I am out of cereal or white bread cause I don't like that either. Oh and she took Sophie the kitten. I couldn't figure out why my dog was depressed, or why my cat was acting strange. Why I had to scoop litter twice a day and my furniture was being used to sharpen Sophie's claws/nails. I was also being attacked on my head at 3:00a.m. I love animals but come on.....I had a zoo going on here and a depressed dog. I wasn't far behind the dog in that department myself. It has been two days out and the home front animals are back to normal......doggie depression gone because no little kitty jumping on her back and eating her food and stealing her sleeping place in bed next to me. Lucy the cat has like made a huge turn around also. She got her food dish back, her cat tree back, her bed back, her toilet box back, her sanity back, and her lovely nature back. That is animal peace I say. Come to think of it my daughter and her kitten Sophie are quite a bit alike... They will enjoy one another's company at the new apartment I am sure.
Yup, she moved out. The last of the litter has left the building and now I remember what the word Peace means. It means quiet, restful, no unnecessary drama or action of any kind, the sound of crickets, a clean floor in the spare room, a clean bathroom, and Oh God a spare room! No toothpaste with no cap, or anything with lids left off.....I don't care if I am out of Milk, I am allergic to that crap anyway. I don't care if I am out of cereal or white bread cause I don't like that either. Oh and she took Sophie the kitten. I couldn't figure out why my dog was depressed, or why my cat was acting strange. Why I had to scoop litter twice a day and my furniture was being used to sharpen Sophie's claws/nails. I was also being attacked on my head at 3:00a.m. I love animals but come on.....I had a zoo going on here and a depressed dog. I wasn't far behind the dog in that department myself. It has been two days out and the home front animals are back to normal......doggie depression gone because no little kitty jumping on her back and eating her food and stealing her sleeping place in bed next to me. Lucy the cat has like made a huge turn around also. She got her food dish back, her cat tree back, her bed back, her toilet box back, her sanity back, and her lovely nature back. That is animal peace I say. Come to think of it my daughter and her kitten Sophie are quite a bit alike... They will enjoy one another's company at the new apartment I am sure.
So what is the biggy about empty nest syndrome? I had that four years ago when the last boy left and the fifteen year old day care business shut down and the two Foster Children left. This is a piece of cake compared to that. I am loving the nest all empti-fied. I don't even have to have the TV on so I cant hear her complaining about needing some new name brand clothes or a trip on Spring Break, or why I was watching that show or listening to that music or wearing those clothes, or why I didn't I do this or that. I can hear the crickets singing its so quiet in my little empty nest two days out.... Please let it stay this way Universe, it's my first time!
