Friday, August 22, 2014

and off he goes

Alexander’s friend arrives and leaves and I never see him.

He must have arrived sometime after 1am last night and left before 8 this morning.  I do wake up around 4:30 and make out what looks like a curled up blob on my sofa. Daniel is the perfect guest, requiring no bedding, no towels and no food.

Finally around 11 my son emerges from his room.  “I have a lot to do,” he announces.  He has much to remember but the most prevalent thing on his mind is this.  “Hey, I want you to unlike my new profile picture.  I don’t want people to know I’m friends with my mom on Facebook.” I take this as a positive sign.  At least he hasn’t unfriended me.

My son does get a lot done.  He has a haircut.  He packs.  He eats a leisurely brunch of eggs with onion. He changes his linens.  Together we watch one of his favorite movies, True Romance. And he finally cleans his room.

He doesn’t have time though for laundry.  To choose some clothes I’ve offered to buy from a great site I discovered called Carbon2Cobalt.  To write some thank-you notes as he’d promised.  To decide on a meal plan. Or to have a nice late lunch with me.  But the important stuff is done.


Alexander's room is back to normal. My apartment is again neat and organized. But a small piece of my heart leaves with him on the 5:40 Cornell bus back to Ithaca.





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