Why yes. Yes, I did mention that. And then, naturally, I mentioned those days long ago and far away, back when kids were often the remote controls. I recall changing channels more than a few times for the parental units. The same era when we walked to and from school uphill both ways, in snow up to our armpits. “uh-huh,” he said. “So, you’ll mail the remote out on Monday?”
Kids!
Granted it’s an additional expense, but you might have suggested going to Best Buy for a universal remote. He’d then learn about the unbudgeted expenses life throws at us all the time.
(Captcha - saturn. The big bully!)
Well, I coulda, but in the end it would come out of my pocket anyway. ;) I’m sort of getting into this care package thing, though. I loved getting care packages. Now I’m having fun building one!!
I’ve been reading your blog for awhile and enjoying it. Thought I’d tell you that my son returned for his junior year of college. He packed all by himself and drove himself and we had little to do with it. Until, of course, he realized that he’d forgotten sheets, most towels, his pillows, and blankets. Right. Off to Target for a care package.
My heart still tugs when they come and go, but once the transitions are made, it is quite peaceful at home.
Welcome, Loretta! Thankyou.
That gave me a good chuckle. Sheets, towels, pillow, and blankets are rather large items to forget. His mind must have been on other matters. I can guarantee that if Ian hadn’t had some assistance, we’d have had a similar crisis. The most important items seemed to be electronics.
This transition is more difficult than I’d imagined. Actually, it hit me broadside and threw me for a loop. I’m still not quite to the stage where I like the peace and quiet at home, but I have to admit that last night I had my own music filling the house, which is something I haven’t been able to do in a while. That was nice.
I also started rearranging furniture....
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I trust you got in a line about the days when channels were changed by (GASP!) walking across the room.
I’m glad he called and glad he’s having fun.