Leaving on a jet plane

Or in a Tahoe. My baby’s hitting the road for the lake and leaving me to my lonesome. I’m going to miss him like crazy of course. I’ll get tired of entertaining his cat, Mia, when she meows in my face out of confusion or cries at the door. And I’ll hopefully keep busy painting his bathroom and who knows maybe part of his room for a surprise.

Who am I kidding, I’ll be lucky to finish the bathroom.

I’m glad I don’t have to share him. As much as I’m climbing the walls for a free night of nothingness, after a couple days the house seems too quiet and I miss having someone to talk to when we watch TV. I can do a week, but not much more. He’ll be having a great time at the lake, fishing with the guys & playing with his cousin. That reassures me, he won’t miss home a bit!