As I sit here typing, from the next room I can hear the sounds of five teenage boys of various teenage years combined with the sounds of Call of Duty in various stages of gunfire. There is a lot of gunfire. There is a lot of shouting. There is a lot of trash talking going on.
There is a lot of camaraderie. There is a lot of laughter. There is a lot of memory making happening.
There is a lot of everything that makes my life perfect.
I wonder sometimes what life will be like after the Teenager leaves for the Navy. I know that my grocery bill will be less. Wayyyy less. I know that my electric bill will go down. Not as drastically as my grocery bill, but still. I know that I'll have more time and money to spend on Bug and his activities. And all of this is good. Really.
But it will be so .... quiet.
On the plus side, there will be a lot less arguments when I decide to play my 80's music. Loudly.