Saturday, 12 November 2011

Now I Know Why Being an Empty Nester Works for Me

Leaving behind a ranting 20 year old daughter works for me.  Seems my helping hand, dropped her things outside her door - lots of room for navigation, was not appreciated  I even managed to wrestle the ottoman, that she had made out to be ever so heavy while pushing it across the rug, out of the car and to the curb where it would not be in the way.
She called in the middle of the night, I answered, must have hung up, she called again and left a message.  By the way, cold capsules for night time really knock me out.  Rambling on about leaving Victoria, not caring what is done with her stuff, taking her money and leaving...  I think that was the gist of it.  Thing is, she is not
being very original.  Her sister tried a similar stunt at 17 - perhaps Zoe needs to recall how that was resolved.
I still headed back to China, we were here visiting Canada at the time, except with onlt two daughters in tow.  Quite the fiasco too.  However, that is a story from nearly nine years ago. 
The difference is that Zoe is 20; therefore, any decisions she makes are hers to figure out if they are wise or unwise.  I am still leaving in less than a week.  Not sure what she plans to do with all her various items - it would be a shame to let things be ruined just because she cross with the world.  Best scenario, she has brought everything inside, before the rain arrived, and is drying out (the stuff and her - I think she was drunk).
Worse case, she does forego yet another damage deposit and runs off to Vancouver without a place to live or work - which means she will still be needing to dry things out because it rains even more there.  In the meanwhile, she might have the foresight to at least find a home for some things - she did manage to collect some nice things for her own place, if only she would keep still long enough to put them out!
Right, this from her mother who is travelling with two small suitcases.  The difference, I have a place to go to and I am finding homes for everthing that cannot be stored.  China still beckons and I am heeding the call.

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