Ken and I have been camping quite a bit this summer. While this isn't unusual for us, what is strange is that most of our camping has been as a couple instead of as a family. The boys rarely want to spend a weekend away from home. Home is where the PS4 streams Call of Duty and where the friends and girlfriends are easily accessible. Home is parent-free.
I remember reaching that age and enjoying those brief flashes of independence that did not come with a home owner's responsibilities. I often opted to stay home, too, when my parents wanted to go away for a weekend or even a week, so I don't blame the boys for wanting to stay behind now. I do miss them, though, and am saddened by the knowledge that their weekends away from us are precursors to a more permanent form of independence. It's the first, yearning step toward autonomy.
Not that I expect either of them to move out and get their own place any time soon. Gage is only going to be a sophomore in high school and KC, while in college, doesn't have the means to support himself. Job hunting has not been as productive as anyone expected. He's put out a dozen applications and has had only three interviews. And no one has offered him a job yet. I'm not sure if he's doing something wrong or if the fit just hasn't been right...it's very discouraging, though.
Margaritas, anyone? I think a nice frozen concoction of delicious alcohol would make me feel better about the whole my-kid-is-jobless thing....
I just hope he's out job hunting while Ken and I are off enjoying some well deserved R&R.
I just hope he's out job hunting while Ken and I are off enjoying some well deserved R&R.
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