I get so distracted at home
that I often go to the Mudhouse, my favorite local coffee shop, to get work done. Such was the case the other day. I ordered my “usual” – a small latte and decadent peanut butter cookie, settled into a table, plugged myself in and just as I got myself all situated ….. a text from my College Freshman, Tate, popped up:
“Hey Mom, are you in town?”
I replied “No, but I can be!”
He had an appointment for a haircut and his usual ride was busy. I happily swept up my laptop and latte, grabbed my phone and hopped in my car to run into town
HE SAYS JUMP – I SAY “HOW HIGH?”
20 minutes later my skinny firstborn climbed into the passenger seat. Normally a quiet co-pilot, he instead chatted easily and caught me up on college life : his grades and tests and projects and roommate and new friends and old friends. I paid for his hair cut and was more than happy to buy his over priced gels and hair products. I asked him if he needed anything else,” you know, since you have me here!” ….and he said “well, I could use some socks” and off we drove to the sporting goods store for some spiffy new socks. We finished up our errands and he needed to get back.
I pulled up to the dorm, dropped him off and gave him a HUGE hug and a kiss, told him how much I loved him and how proud I am of him. And I drove away.
All in all it was about an hour and a half. And I have to say…it was the happiest I had been in a while.
See, when people used to say, “it goes fast! make sure to enjoy the little things.” I never included running errands as one of those “memory making” little moments. Running errands was the time that used to not count….the time in between the good stuff. But, I can tell you now, that running errands with my 19 year old, who no longer lives in our house or rummages around in our fridge or hums in the bathroom…and the hall and the living room…IS THE GOOD STUFF.