Scared the shit out of me
Went to bed at the normal time last night, 9pm - had locked up, turned all the lights off, opened the window in the bedroom to hear the rain coming down - fell asleep. Pixie had one of her restless nights last night, and at 11pm had to go out. Got up, found my slippers, walked out pulling on my robe, and I see a light on in the living room - DAMMIT, how did I miss that one. Then Pixie starts her nasty bark, and I see a big person in the living room, and I jumped back only to hear "Pixie stop it, it's me", and "Mom, I texted you that I was coming home tonight instead of tomorrow, everyone left early so we could too".
Holy shit.
Nice to see him, but that jolted me enough that i couldn't go back to sleep for a bit - only to finally do so and have Pixie need to go out again at 3:30. I'm glad today at work is a completely laid back day (as in no meetings - my team is on fire as we set up our Black Friday/Holiday deals that have to be choreographed just perfectly on the web for the next 15 days). It's absolutely POURING out, we have a huge storm over us and LOTS of wind.
It's nice to have Ty home, but as noted, I couldn't go back to sleep, so I was thinking about how things have changed - oh so subtle, but changed. Little things like Tyler asking "Do you have any NyQuil?" - not "do we". Or how he said this past weekend that he wanted to take a case of water home, and meant his dorm and not here. And how I'm ok with that, but then i started comparing it to our parents. It's so weird to be "here" - in between being someone's kid and being someone's parent, and seeing both sides of things - understanding how much certain things we do would mean to our parents, while seeing how doing some of those things will make us freaking CRAZY to have to deal with. We were talking to mom this weekend when she came over, and she said something about how Kelsey will have to sleep in the computer room this Christmas because Glenn's parents are coming again, and they get her room. Mom felt bad, and we said "It's not up to her, she doesn't live here anymore..." And mom just burst out laughing. But it's true, she doesn't, and she's been vocal about saying she never intends to again, "No offense"...and the best part is that there IS no offense taken. It's ok. It's SO NICE when she does come home, because she wants to be here, and wants to interact. =)
Off to work.
Holy shit.
Nice to see him, but that jolted me enough that i couldn't go back to sleep for a bit - only to finally do so and have Pixie need to go out again at 3:30. I'm glad today at work is a completely laid back day (as in no meetings - my team is on fire as we set up our Black Friday/Holiday deals that have to be choreographed just perfectly on the web for the next 15 days). It's absolutely POURING out, we have a huge storm over us and LOTS of wind.
It's nice to have Ty home, but as noted, I couldn't go back to sleep, so I was thinking about how things have changed - oh so subtle, but changed. Little things like Tyler asking "Do you have any NyQuil?" - not "do we". Or how he said this past weekend that he wanted to take a case of water home, and meant his dorm and not here. And how I'm ok with that, but then i started comparing it to our parents. It's so weird to be "here" - in between being someone's kid and being someone's parent, and seeing both sides of things - understanding how much certain things we do would mean to our parents, while seeing how doing some of those things will make us freaking CRAZY to have to deal with. We were talking to mom this weekend when she came over, and she said something about how Kelsey will have to sleep in the computer room this Christmas because Glenn's parents are coming again, and they get her room. Mom felt bad, and we said "It's not up to her, she doesn't live here anymore..." And mom just burst out laughing. But it's true, she doesn't, and she's been vocal about saying she never intends to again, "No offense"...and the best part is that there IS no offense taken. It's ok. It's SO NICE when she does come home, because she wants to be here, and wants to interact. =)
Off to work.