I guess the bird has to fly away when she's good and ready. (aka Bitchy's big journey is just beginning...)

So Bitchy has been an incredibly responsible woman as of late.

She graduated from Oregon State two years ago with a B.S. in Nutrition and has been working as a Nutritionist for a year for the governmental WIC program.  She travels at least two hours a day to the various clinics, and once a week travels FOUR HOURS a day.She works with a wide variety of clients who are in need of governmental assistance with their infants, and she provides training and advice on breast feeding, nutrition, etc., etc., etc. (And she loves to remind me about what a HORRIBLE mother I was when I only breast fed her for 6 weeks.  I offered to start up again but she vehemently declined.)

She has kept that second job at the high end shoe store in town because the owners loved her so much that they begged her to stay on and work at least one weekend a month.  (Apparently she wasn't bitchy to THEM.)  She has also continued to house sit and pet sit for various folks in the area who have trusted and depended on her when they take their families on adventures. She won't cat sit for ME, of course. 

She has saved every PENNY (Thanks for not paying any rent, utilities or WHAT NOTS for your mother) and has purchased her own car.  She also has more money in her savings account than I EVER HAD.

She’s also had her heart broken every now and then by one young fella (her one true love) who moved across the country to Arizona two years ago.  Long distance relationships are a cruel prank to play on young people, but they don’t always figure that one out on their own. In the meantime she’s remained loyal to her heart and to him and hasn’t even been able to muster the interest to look in any other direction.  (Much to her mother’s dismay.)

Yesterday I was working in my classroom when I received the following text.

“I just gave my two weeks notice.  I am moving to Arizona.”

(I’d like to finish this particular entry, but they are still performing CPR.) 



Sheila said...

She knows what she wants and she is going after it...I wonder where she gets THAT from?!? Good luck this year in school. Do you get any of your angels from last year?
I have box tops for you but need your new address...

Cora said...

Woo! I didn't see that coming at all. I wish her all the best.

Joanna Jenkins said...

Didn't see that one coming either. And via text!
Maybe you could text Bitchy daily weather reports-- like it's going to be 109 degrees in Phoenix today and that whole "dry heat" thing is BS.
Or play "If You Like It You Better Put A Ring On It" nonstop at you house-- really really loud!
Hang in the VM.
xo jj

Kara said...

Arizona is wonderful. My parents just about died when I told them I was moving here, in 2001. I visited in June (believe it or not), decided that yes, I could live in a convection oven, and my husband and I moved here 6 weeks later.

Mocadeaux said...

September 11th, eh? I will be sending positive thoughts your way. Good luck! Also, good luck to Bitchy. Ain't love grand!

Gigi said...

ACK! Arizona?! It's SOOO far away from "Oregon" but a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. She has my best wishes and prayers.

So do you. I hope September brings you the closure you've been waiting for so, so long.

ChiTown Girl said...

Aw, Vodka, your Bitchy is all grown up.... :(

I will be praying for a great outcome on Sept. 11.


Unknown said...

Listen to Wide Open Spaces by the Dixie Chicks and cry. You will feel better! I did it in April when my baby moved to Colorado.

Colette said...

I am new to reading your blog, which I enjoy. I hope you don't mind me weighing in on this post. I well remember when my daughter moved many states away and all the strong emotions that provoked, including worry, anger, heartbreak, excitement, outrage, and (eventually) relief. For better or worse we live in a culture where children grow up and move away. For parents it is a shock to the system. I am not going to lie, it hurts. But in time it will seem normal, and even OK. The best part is that the children start to miss us and become more attentive and loving. Hang in there. She might be back!

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