I get to spend the weekend doing all my laundry and packing, along with a couple dozen errands and chores. It should be a busy time! I'm not looking forward to my flight Monday morning. I'll be waking #2 up at about 3 to take me to the airport. I HATE getting up that early.
Meanwhile, my head is spinning trying to keep track of #3 and is revolving girlfriends. One boy, two girls (maybe 3, there was a new voice on the phone the other day), it's like a human time share. A human time share on an emotional roller coaster.
#1 has a movie night here at the house tonight. I think. As of my going to bed last night I think it was still on, but I haven't heard the details and I haven't seen or spoken with him today. So... maybe there will be a group of young adults in the house tonight. I hope I hear from him soon so I can know what I'm going to do for dinner.