A New Day

I feel like a new woman! My Bunn coffee maker went kaput. For twenty-four hours I sat in a funk, wondering the cheapest way for me to get a pot of coffee. When you live out Starbucks is a special treat when you go to the big town with a Wal-Mart. There is a new great bistro downtown in my small town, but I could drink eight cups so fast. They don’t have wireless yet, it is on the way though. Then you add the cost and my lack of a working laptop, just no way for me to get my caffeine fix while I am on a computer.

Finally, like a bolt of lightening I remembered Mom had a coffee pot in her storage unit. Eureka, I was almost home free, I only had to find it and clean it. It is not a Bunn, but I have coffee! Yesterday I was so desperate I was trying to do a homemade brewing setup. It did not work. There is no substitute for hot brewed coffee! Today I feel like a rich queen with a pot of brewed coffee at my disposal.

My life is still full of changes, and I guess it will be until my body adjusts to Dunk being gone. We are packing him up, moving him out tomorrow. The same day Gator has a scrimmage, while Hubby is working out of town. If we can swing it, all I will be mother of the year, if not Dad maybe can pinch hit if he is off work when the game starts. If the game is during the day, we will both miss it, a first for Gator and us.

There is a part of me relieved that so much is taken care of for Dunk, and a part of me still worried can he handle his life with his life without me. I am confident he can, okay I pretend I am confident. When I explain repeatedly about his loan, I have inklings of doubt. He is going to open up a new account in the college town, and get a new ATM card. It will be his first ATM, you cannot have one until you turn eighteen. With the bank charges, there is no use to have an ATM from our bank, when this bank has ATMs on campus. A financial decision without us is a new one for Hubby and me. God knows we have tried to teach him financial good policies, but everyone makes mistakes.

I just never expected this day would come so fast. Tonight is his last night at home before college; he is ready to fly away. There is a trepidation moment in him from time to time, but overall we all know he wants to go and is ready to get there. I am not a smothering mom, never have been. I have raised my kids to be independent beings, because I know first hand when you over smother them it is hard transition. My kids know when they need us we are there in a heartbeat, but we have tried to put confidence in them that they know they don’t always need them.

When I think back, I know Dunk will learn what he is made of. He will find out how much I did for him, how much he can do, how strong he can be. How great his family is, and yes how great our wonderful little home is. A place with free room and board, soon it will seem perfect in every way. He fed the goats and cows last night, I am sure he will feed them tonight again. I wonder if he will stop and look for a moment. He has put off going to see Granny. He wants her not to cry. I told him that was not an option. He will have to deal with Granny crying, it is her nature.

Stumble It!