She's due to graduate from Wake Forest in mere weeks, no immediate plans thereafter, and she thinks she might move home. Her parents' home, not our home.
Which is a six hour drive from here.
Which would crimp our plans for her sitting for us every week from now until forever.
Tonight my husband and I went to Adventure Landing Miniature Golf while she minded the boys at our home. We played four rounds. At one point, a large contingent of fraternity-looking guys showed up to play. No girls, just guys. It was weird, but I took it for all it was worth, and, upon returning home, I tried to sell Winston-Salem to the babysitter as a hot, happening place full of large groups of preppyish men.
My husband just shook his head.
She can't leave.