No recipe today – I simply have not had time to really cook (and I’m rather sick of eggs, to be perfectly honest). Hopefully things will return somewhat to normal tomorrow, but in the meantime today we’re driving The Young One to Kent State and moving him into his dorm room.
We spent most of yesterday evening getting him packed up and all of the stuff deposited next to the front door (which we rarely use). Today, I’ll print out the directions for lofting his dorm furniture, print his schedule for “Welcome Weekend,” program the GPS directions into my phone and try not to be an emotional mess.
I don’t know why I’m so nervous; my stomach is just all in knots. All I can think of is how much I’m going to miss him and how worried I’m going to be. Will he do well? Will he make friends? Will he party too much? Too little? Will he be homesick? Will he not be homesick? Will he live off of junk food? Will he find his niche?
And to think, all of these years I’d been looking forward to the time they’d all be grown and on their own.