Friday, November 5, 2010

Digger's All Growed Up

Today, Digger officially moved out.  He'd sort of moved out a while ago, but there was still a chance he'd be back.  When your kid "moves out" and only takes a couple of weeks' worth of clothes, you know that there's a chance he'll be back; besides, he had pulled that stunt once already.  He "moved into" his friend's house, but was actually just couch surfing since he didn't have a job and wasn't going to school.  When he came to his senses he moved back home and got his shit together gathered his feces.

He's been living in Wyoming for about a month and a half, but today's the day he actually moved his stuff out of the house.  He and his friends have found a nice four bedroom that they can afford and moved in earlier this week.  Today, they rented a U-Haul truck and loaded up all of their important stuff.  For Digger that meant his poker table, bed and space heater.  When I asked him about the space heater, I was told that the poker table was going to go in the garage and they needed a heater in there to play poker this winter (all in a well, duh, Mom voice).

I parted with one of my cast iron skillets and bought him a new set of pots and pans.  The original plan was to give him some hand-me-down pots and pans, but I decided it would be nice for him to have new ones.  Trust me, they're cheap.  I'm not an idiot.  He's living with two other boys his age and one of their sisters.  The pans are going to get ruined, but at least he can have something new to start out with.

I wasn't sure that I'd ever see the day when he'd be able to move out.  Before RCC and I met, Digger's disease ran our family.  I just didn't see how on earth he was ever going to get it under control and be able to live on his own.  Now, here he is; he has his disease under control, has a job and is supporting himself.  I couldn't be prouder.

He and his roommates invited us to join them for Thanksgiving.  We'll be going, even though it's a heck of a drive, because hosting your first Thanksgiving dinner is a big deal. 

I can't wait.

9 comments:

Mrs Mom said...

GO DIGGER!!

Nice job Momma. Cant wait to hear how Turkey Day goes ;)

Allenspark Lodge said...

Golly, It seems like it was just last century YOU were moving out. Oh, wait. It was.

Bill

Mama Gayle said...

I am glad you realize how important hosting a Thanksgiving is at your first place:) I was always devastated when people didn't show up:)
I bet him and his friends will be so proud of themselves and feel so grown up!!

Finding Pam said...

I imagine you have mixed feelings about him moving out. I am glad that his disease is under control. It is great to see him take the next step and live on his own.

I am sure he will be in good company and they will be there for him if he needs them.

How sweet you are to go to their first THanksgiving. I would go if ours was in Wyoming or Montanna, but it is at my home. I will be invaded by a hoard of family.

Thankfully, it is only a few days.

Peace.
Pam

Rachel said...

Hope your Thanksgiving is truly wonderful and I'm so glad he's been healthy on his own!

Mr. Daddy said...

And so another chapter starts in life....

P.S. I liked your post on F.B. yesterday, hope you didn't take my comment the wrong way.....I should of ended it with (yourself) not (you).

I couldn't agree with you more. What I was trying to say was, in the words of
E.e. cummings

"To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting."

Aunt Crazy said...

AWESOME!!!

GB Girl said...

How exciting! You must be so proud of Digger. :)
Congrats.

Sara said...

Don't you love when those "Mom, please. I got this" moments happen?

I can almost hear my brother's 16-year old voice speaking those words.

I mean, of course they need the space heater for when they play poker in the Winter? Common sense. Come on.