Empty-Nest Syndrome
As of June 23, 2006 I am officially an "empty-nester." Yes, BYU has gobbled up the last of my six children. It is a great adventure for her, a bittersweet milestone for me. I eagerly watch my granddaughters as they reach each developmental milestones. "Wow, she can sit up. Hooray, she is reaching." Why am I not cheering this one? Perhaps I need to look on the bright side of things. In the spirit of optimism I have created a top ten list of reasons being an empty-nester isn't so bad. Here goes:
10. I have made friends with the cat. Yes, I even change her litter box and give her food. She occasionally will sit on my lap. Actually, she is sitting on my lap as we speak, or I write. "Ow! Those claws are sharp. Get down, you stupid animal! " Oops.
9. I can now go get my clean clothes out of the dryer in my underwear. Don't try to imagine it, because it's not a pretty sight, but I actually CAN.
8. I ALWAYS have a turn at the computer and I am always logged on.
7. Drug rep dinners are now an option. Yes, drug reps get paid to invite physicians out to expensive dinners. Problem before was I would rather go home to be with my daughter. Now that option just reminds me that I'm alone. Free food is always a plus.
6. Cooper now likes me best. Well, only when I'm the only one home, but that is a substantial portion of the time.
5. I have a kayak all to myself. I even can go in the garage and sit in it if I want and pretend that I'm out kayaking. (much easier than lifting it onto my car by myself to actually take it out in the water)
4. My husband gets all of the attention now. I think this is the main reason the empty nest syndrome is easier on men than women. He's actually taking it quite well.
3. My kids call more often now!
2. I have more extra time to create a blog.
and the last and most important benefit . . .
1. I never have to do this again. I have now sent six children off to college. Each time I feel a part of me has left with them. This is the last one. I miss you guys!
3 comments:
i'm going to cry. poor mommy. were you crying when you wrote it?
Is your fake kayaking giving you nice arms? It's better than your fly-away-birdie excersises you used to do in front of the TV. I miss you!
Did you hear that? Brother said I was hilarious! I have one question, are you "brother Hemond" or is is Ashley. Chances are it was one of you.
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