Summer Fun

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'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.