So tonight DD and I went to my parents house and rode with them to WV. Fedex had tried to deliver DD's birthday present and we weren't home so we had to go there and pick it up. Since we were in WV we found ourselves near DS's apartment so we stopped by ,not because we wanted to but we uhhhh almost ran out of gas there. (If you believe that you do not know my father who will never let a gas tank get less than half full) We all walked to Burger King and had a sandwich, looked over the apartment and then came home. I was good and did fine until DD and I got in her car to come home and I cried all the way home. I am such a wimp. DS was going grocery shopping when we left and I cried because I didn't want him to have to worry about paying for groceries. I'll get over that soon enough but it is hard.
Last night DS and I had a nice chat on here and I assured him his room was always his and he could come back anytime. That made him feel so much better because the night before he had been miserable moving his stuff....I love that boy!