Nick has been away at college in Geneseo for a couple of weeks now. We’re adjusting to his absence, trying to figure out the dynamics of this new relationship. As evidenced by this morning’s text about the Jet game:
JP @ 8:52: “Great game.”
Nick @ 9:02: “So good.”
And that’s probably that for today. It’s something, I guess.
Anyway, my wife’s been on call all weekend, birthing babies, so I’ve been taking care of Gavin & Maggie in my usual shoddy manner. After getting them off to school this morning, I stopped in the basement to put on a load of laundry. The cats were down there too, enquiring about food.
Then it hit me:
When your kid goes away to college, it’s like having one of your cats die. After a couple of weeks, you realize that there’s less food to buy, less crap to pick up. But on the whole, you’d still rather have the cat.
