My eldest went off to University in September down south in London. Big step for him, big change for us all.
I was cool when he went and for most of the first week he was away. Messenger and Facebook meant we were constantly chatting, mostly when I should have been working, so it didn’t feel like he was gone.
Then we got to the weekend, when he was usually around, making a mess, eating all the food and playing music way too loud. And the house seemed a little emptier.
Anyway he’s home this weekend and it’s great to see him but………
There’s pots all over the kitchen
The washing machine hasn’t stopped
The musics too loud
And my wallet is empty