If you recall my first nesting post and the amount of stuff I bought to quell my growing anxiety about my daughter leaving, this post will not come as a shock to you.
Since I dropped her off, I’ve thought of many things she needs. Lightbulbs, a boot tray, a door stop, handsoap, baskets for her kitchen supplies, etc. etc. etc. You name it, I’ve thought of it.
HOWEVER.
Tonight my daughter texted me…
DD: “Hahaha so embarrassing!”
Me: “What is?”
DD: “Getting packages”
Me: “Huh?”
DD: “Haha I just picked up two packages, and the guy at the front desk was like, ‘Oh you’re Alex! I’ve always wanted to meet you. You get so many things.”
Me: “OMG. So sorry. Just tell him your mom has trouble coping with you gone and this is how she deals!”
DD: “I did, and he said, ‘Well your mom must miss you a lot. You’re the talk of the front desk!’ LOL”
Yeah so that’s how my week is going.
<facepalm>
How’s yours?
September 26, 2014 at 1:00 am
I love this Nat – I am 40 and I STILL GET PACKAGES FROM MY MOM! What’s in them you ask? Well – always a note written with a sharpie, sending love and to list what’s in the box , ALWAYS tea towels, something for Gloria to wear – usually pajamas, and this time I got a candle plus about 8 packs of that stuff you add to fruit to make jam (never made jam in my life). My mom lives 2 hours from me.
Keep sending, never apologize. She loves it and you’re basically keeping those guys at the front desk from being redundant. You’re doing the right thing!
K
September 26, 2014 at 3:37 pm
Ah ha ha ha ha! I’m totally just like your mom! Thanks for sharing 🙂
September 26, 2014 at 1:01 am
But no more pillows – ok?
September 26, 2014 at 3:38 pm
THAT I cannot promise 😉
September 26, 2014 at 2:57 am
YOU ARE TERRIFIC!!! And your daughter thinks so too…xoxo
September 26, 2014 at 2:52 pm
Thank you! I know she does. But she isn’t a fan of embarrassing situations, so I’m going to tone it down a bit 😉
September 26, 2014 at 2:58 pm
Aw. I love how you “mom”. You’re really great at it. xoxo
September 26, 2014 at 3:00 pm
Thanks Lisa. I’m a little smothering, but (shrugs shoulders).