The Girl is wrapping up the summer in her usual end-of-a-semester fashion. Stressed out, not feeling well, worried about finals, and stressing where she will live come August. So, I've become used to her room looking like this. I think it's symptomatic of how life is going for her. Plus, it feels like a billion degrees outside, she's had to spend a fortune in car repairs, and she's getting to have no fun. Not too much I can do about all that.
Come Tuesday, things will even out. She'll be done with her classes, hopefully with college itself, until she starts work on her MA. I will take her for a celebratory margarita and help her look for apartments, and put off talking about money for awhile. Meantime, I can do a couple loads of laundry. Mothering - I can do that.