Life with a teenager.
My oldest is turning 17 and irking the living shit out of me. His mere existence sometimes makes me want to hysterectomize myself. (No its not a real word, but you get the feeling behind it don’t you? Yea I thought so. Continue reading lol.)
And then, I wish he would cuddle with me.
I am no where near being preggers or pre-menopausal so what’s with all these dang blasted emotions?
Ok so maybe its cuz he is leaving for college in a little over a year. And while I am saddened at his departure, I am elated that his attitude will be residing somewhere else!
And yea, I know Batman and Superman will miss him, but hey, 2 new Hot Wheels and he will be but a memory. (Yes, I do believe in bribing my kids for the betterment of my sanity).
So I basically said all of that to ask you……how long after he leaves can I change his room around giving it to The Clones so that their room can be my office? I mean this is important stuff we are discussing here.
I mean he’s not gonna be here, why does he need a room?
Why you lookin at me like that? Too soon?
Aight, bet, I will check back in a bit, you know when your teenager is making you rethink that night. You the one, when you wore THAT dress with THOSE shoes and you all had THAT dinner and he wore THAT cologne while THE song was playing. Yea, I know, you hate me but its ok, I will have me an office right about this time next year. 🙂