It's a funny old day over here in Deb's World. Today is the day our daughter moved out to live in a lovely new flat with her boyfriend. So we've spent the day loading up cars, unpacking cars, building flat pack furniture and generally helping them move in. I was very conscious of not outstaying our welcome and as soon as I could see that the worst was done and all furniture built and in it's place I made sure we said our goodbyes and left them to finish it all off on their own.
Coming home to the house seemed a bit strange, and when I looked in her room, it was as if she hadn't left! Still clothes hanging out of drawers, bed unmade, various pots of make up on the dressing table - obviously all the stuff she doesn't think she will be needing but can't bring herself to throw away. I went to put a load of washing in the washing machine and found a large batch of clothes that she had put in the machine last night, still there - waiting to go in the tumble drier! I suspect she'll be back very soon to collect them.
Our son, sensing that the full burden of being parented was going to fall on his shoulders, beat a retreat to his girlfriend's family's house on the pretext of needing to see one of her sisters. Hmmm - I know his game! He could tell that the absence of his sister would mean more mothering for him.
As we were leaving the flat, I suddenly remembered that I needed to get a photo of them by their new front door and although eyebrows were raised and sighs were heard, they co operated and I will be using that for a new layout very soon.
Meanwhile ... there's an empty bedroom in need of spring cleaning ....