Mister bluebird on my shoulder

I have two weeks until I am leaving for California. The packing process has begun! Yes, I am one of those people. You know, the people that start packing two weeks before they leave on a trip. I hate coming home to any sort of disarray, so I have been cleaning and rearranging like someone with OCD. Combine my pre-vacation insanity with an attack of the spring-cleaning-bug and you get one very clean house! Richie doesn't seem to mind. In fact, he even helps...in his own way.

helping


The two weeks I will be gone to the Bay Area will be my short break before I have to commit to a full-time schedule of classes. April 16th marks the first day of early registration and I will be there. Hopefully being the first person to register I will be able to get the class load I want. I start school the last week of May. I am not looking forward to giving up the blessed time I have with Richie. Who would? My single mommy solution to the whole problem is to enroll him in a "private" pre-school type day care place. Right now he is on the waiting list. Hopefully I will have him enrolled and surviving his first away-from-mommy experience before I have to be sitting in a classroom wondering how long he has been screaming for and if my instructor would understand if I ran out of the room to give Richie "the boob". I know it will be good for him; he enjoys playing with others kids so much. His personality has blossomed, and this will encourage his emotional development even more.

I will cry. I will cry like a...baby.