I should have Mini back home just in time to tell his big bubba goodbye. He's been very worried about him going off to basic, and I decided to send Mini on to school so he isn't crying all day, and jumping every time he hears a car drive by.
Yesterday, my parents came over to say their last goodbyes and gave Oldest lots of hugs. It was very emotional. They didn't stay long. Just spent a few minutes telling Oldest they love him, and shed a ton of tears, and then mom approached me in the living room and said they were going to go on home - they didn't want to get Mini started crying. I told Mom I'd call sometime in the afternoon to let her and Dad know when Oldest takes off.
On Wednesday, he'll be leaving meps and flying out to basic training. We're going to drive up to Shreveport to see him get re-sworn in, and give him a few hugs before he's off to the airport. I'm anxious, worried, nervy, sick to my stomach, thrilled for him, happy he's setting out to chase his dreams. There's this endless mix of emotions going on - and pride. I'm so very proud of my baby boy. Boo hoo. I'm going to miss him.
To keep the blues away, I'll probably spend extra time with Mini, and focus on writing. Conference is coming up soon, so I guess I'll have an extra excuse to focus on my getting my pitch projects together. My daily schedule is going to be very different with the big boy off doing his own thing. It's going to mean big changes here at home, and a lot more alone time for me - something I'm not at all used to.
On a lighter note, I finished the short erotica story yesterday. Or was it the day before? It all blends. Anyway, it's finished, and in pretty good shape. I need to read through it, make sure all the i's are dotted and the t's are crossed, and it will be ready to send off to the editor.
That's all for now. I have to get the clothes folded and go on to bed. I have to be up in a few hours to get Mini ready for school. Happy dreams, everyone!