The girl is heading off to college next week.
She has not accepted my idea of Homeschool College as being a solid substitute for going away. I find that unacceptable.
We've had a good summer. Almost no fighting or yelling or sass. It's been . . . nice. Truly. Lots of lazing around when we're all home, watching movies and talking about the world. Spending time at the pool, where I do my water aerobics and she pretends she's not mortified to be seen with me. A nice summer.
And now it's almost over and I really, truly, have to plan the rest of my life. She is looking forward to leaving - to leaping away from me and the husband and the world we've created for her. I'm thrilled for her and so sad for me.
I had a stress dream where I enrolled in school to be with her and she ditched me.
She is ready.
I'm almost ready. The husband is resigned.
It's a good family dynamic to have. It's a good way to set her on her own, to give her the push from the nest.
And I have no master plan on having her move back in when I tell her to major in Gender Issues and minor in Film Studies.