mom staying mum

I am very neat.  And very organized.  So it's really really hard to keep quiet.  But I don't want to fight with Alexander who is only home for five days.

So I don't mention the big duffel bag in the living room that my son's been living out of since arriving home early Sunday morning.

Or the bed that hasn't been made once.

Or the clothes piled on his bed or a nearby chair, but never in the laundry basket.

I am trying really hard to just smile and be pleasant and not give my son any reason to think I'm being a nag (his word, not mine).

Tonight is Alexander's last night before leaving tomorrow afternoon for school.  I had envisioned a nice dinner out and a quiet night in. 

Instead, we order in pizza because Alexander has too much to do before leaving, and besides, he had a big lunch with his grandmother today.

Then instead of packing and doing his laundry, Alexander needs to see his friends.  Oh, and his good friend from LA is flying in tonight and should arrive around 11.  Alexander's already informed me that they'll probably go back out once Daniel gets in.

And then if they stay out late he'll sleep late, and leave himself little time to pack, do laundry, and get a haircut. But hey, I'm not saying a word.