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January 10, 2012

Approaching the halfway mark.

Hola Tuesday, why aren't you closer to Friday, I'd love you so much better if you were.  Although, Tuesday is one of my favorite days, because I get to go link up with Miss Impulse and find out why I think she's my twin, and the lovely Miss Shawn with her crazy ass family, and find out why I'm madly in love with these women.

Now, back to me.

So many of you know that my younger, D, is a senior in high school this year.  It feels so weird to say type that.  And were getting really close to the halfway point of her senior year.  

I really have no idea how to feel about this.  I mean, I'm ecstatic that the kid is actually going to graduate, on time, because believe me, we were wondering for a minute there.  But, she's really buckled down this year and is getting the best grades ever, and she has good friends,  and she has great teachers, and I totally wish we would have put her in this school three and a half years ago, but evidently we like to do things the hard way around here.  Something about appreciating the outcome even more, because we worked so hard at it.  At least, that's what we tell ourselves, to make us feel better about taking the three rights, instead of a left. 

I'm also very, very sad about this.  Why?  You may ask?  Because, then it means that she's going to be leaving me soon.  She has promised me that she will stay until she's at least nineteen, but is that really enough time for me?  It's not like I want another kid to fill her spot or anything, I never wanna buy diapers again, I just think that my kids should live with me forever, or at least on the same property.  Maybe something a little like this.
We could have a few of these on a big piece of property.  Aren't they awesome???
I know it sounds weird for a mom to dread the day their kids leave them.  Most of my friends are counting down the days until that happens, but I really dig my kids, I've raised them to be a couple of pretty awesome people to be around.  Good Job, me.  

In other news, I finally got the last bit of my Christmas decorations down.  Now if only I could find the motivation to get it back down to the dungeon, and find a better place for it than I had before.  Or I could just start cleaning the dungeon, and get rid of all the crap that my family's been hoarding for the past, oh, forever, then I wouldn't have to feel like I should take a yoga class to to be limber enough to conquer the obstacle course that is, our life history.

Ugh, all this talk of work, makes me sleepy, well that and the 4 hours of sleep I got last night.  Soooo, I'm gonna nap while y'all go link up.


  1. I think I'll be in your shoes. I'm kinda in love with my daughter on most days. She's 2. I think you understand the "most" part. She may be our only one and when she leaves, they may need to put me in crazy house. If she moves out of state, I will follow her like a stalker. I'm not even joking. I say all this assuming that she is good during her teenage years. I reserve the right to change my mind.

    Thanks for linking up and for that kick ass introduction! xoxo

  2. it isn't weird that you would miss her. my mom was so sad that i moved out a week after graduation. she always loves it when i move home. which has been periodically throughout the last six years.. haha guess that happens when you're not married or too serious with anyone. so don't be too worried. she may come back more often than you think :) xoxo

  3. You are a mom. You love them. I think what you are feeling is perfectly normal and acceptable. Hugs to you.

  4. You did and are doing a good job. I'm very proud of you. Unlike you, I always said I raised my kids in a way that they couldn't wait to graduate and leave. Might have been different if I only had two.....;D

  5. I agree with you! I love (and like!) my kid too. I don't even want to think about the time when he starts driving, much less when he grows up and moves out! I think feeling this way is a testament to the quality of the mother-child relationship.

    I am in total denial about my codependence! :P


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