Comings and goings

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This morning my son left for Florida, to go to his father's wedding. His laptop bag was filled with much more than his backpack, so it's questionable whether or not he actually brought with him everything he needs. Like oh, I don't know, a toothbrush? I can only hope. But the boy has priorities.

I came home from work tonight ready for a bit of a nap. It was a long day at work broken up only by lunch with my BF at a nice Chinese buffet restaurant. That was a lovely interlude between boring and frantic at work, from one extreme to the other.

I was reading a magazine and getting very close to laying down on the couch when the phone rang, which doesn't happen that much around here. Anyone who knows me knows I hate the phone. Hate to hear it ring, hate to talk on it, hate to listen to messages from it. I'm not anti-social, I've just worked on the phone for a number of years so it is not my favorite mode of communication.

On the other end was my daughter, a bit freaked out because she and her boyfriend just saw a car coming the opposite direction roll and land in a ditch. Everyone turned out to be okay, but it was scary just the same, and Dani wanted to talk to her Mom. I love that. She still needs me.

And - she was less than an hour from home. Surprise! I had no idea she was coming home for the weekend. I didn't get my nap but I am going to bed now, which is earlier than usual. One child left - but one came home. I guess it all evens out in the end, right? Right.

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