I skipped out of work Wednesday afternoon with a cheery “Goodbye! See ya next week!”
I LOVE my job, but even I need a break from it once in a while.
I dashed the 50 miles back home, threw everything I owned into a suitcase, ran down the list of do’s and do not’s for the two high schoolers staying home alone, and then proceeded to make the 75 mile trip back to the airport hotel.
We had an early flight Thursday morning, so we decided to stay the night at one of my hotel’s properties near the airport. This way, we wouldn’t have to get up quite so early, AND it was actually cheaper to stay at the hotel and use their long term free parking, than it was to park in the long-term airport lots. Seemed like a no-brainer to me.
All was going according to plan, until we tried to sleep. The Cardinal’s game was on in the background, a nice treat for us as we don’t get that particular channel at home. We found ourselves entranced in the game, making it difficult to sleep. We gave up on our efforts and just watched the game to the end. I’m a little sorry that it was Colorado that we defeated, but I’m super excited that we won and have increased our lead in our division.
ANYWAY, once that was over, I thought I would finally sleep. I laid still for a good 20 minutes when my phone rang.
A flutter of panic went through me when I saw it was Chip calling.
“Hi Mom!” He said cheerfully. “Are you on your trip?”
My racing heart slowed a bit as I explained that we were still in St. Louis but leaving early in the morning. He apologized for the late call, but wanted to tell me he’d gotten a B on a difficult accounting test he had taken. This time my heart soared! Not because he got a B, but because he wanted to share the good news with me! We chatted a bit more, and began saying our good-byes. Just before I hung up, I heard him say “I love you, Mom.”
He said it out loud, and he said it first. For a minute I wondered if I was dreaming.
I am far from the world’s greatest mom, but to hear my 19 year old son tell me he loves me gives me a little hope that I haven’t totally screwed up.
A great way to start my vacation.