Rooster left bright and early this morning, leaving one chicklet at home.
It was hard to see him go after he’d been home for about a month.
I don’t feel that I got to see him much, though, because I had to work two weeks after he got home, and by the time I got home each afternoon, he was out visiting with friends. Then, after Christmas, he house/dog sat for one of his friends, which meant he only came home for a couple of hours each day.
At least he made some $$, but boy, was it hard only seeing him pop in every now and then.
Still, at least he was in the same zip code, and I could surprise him with lunch or Starbuck a time or two.
In less than nine hours, I’ll be bidding adieu to the other chicklet.
Sigh.
I hate this part of my children’s visits home, and I doubt that I will ever fully get used to it.
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