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.
Very loudly.
2 comments:
This is a melancholy entry. I wonder if this is what my Mother went through when I left for the service. Being the oldest, there was still a house full for her but I was the first bird out of the nest.
I should have asked her before she was called 'home'...
Cranking up that music will help fill the void... a little :)
Around here it will be the Doo-Wop that goes silent when the eldest flies the coop... my kid has some eclectic music tastes :)
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