For three days I've been making threats: "if your bag is not ready, you can't…(insert idle threat here). "It's NOT too late for me to cancel your reservation" "You're definitely NOT leaving for FIVE WEEKS with your room LIKE THIS."
Lame. All of it.
And two years ago she would have bought it. But at 14 her tolerance of Mother's Idle Threats has grown faster than the threats themselves.
Which sucks because it speaks to a lack of imagination on her mother's part. (That would be me.)
Her Leaving Day has been on the calendar for quite a while but as usual it's been a shadow of a date. A threat of things to come. An appointment that may, or may not be kept. I could change my mind, after all I Am The Mother.
In theory she leaves tomorrow. Tomorrow I will close her suitcase after having lent her everything I am willing to lend. iPad. Kindle. Suitcase. After having purchased everything I am willing to purchase. Toiletry case, Kindle booklight, new wardrobe. This is officially The Night Before Leaving, which could as well be titled "Whatever you're taking, you've got."
Plus the one thing that can't fit in a suitcase.