It is time

The time has come. It has been eighteen years in the making, but the time has definitely come:  my second son and middle child has left for university.

I safely delivered his brother to Dalhousie University last fall, so I now consider myself a professional Uni-hauler. Under my careful scrutiny and supervision (cue: helicopter sound effect) my eldest manage to stay alive his first year away from home while navigating a fresh new dorm life experience and a first year university experience. In fact, he and I also recently executed that precision-planned exercise that is moving into off-campus housing. I survived that experience relatively unscathed. (But that’s a blog post for another bottle of wine day).

My second child is moving into residence at Trent University. Unlike his older brother, this son will have a roommate. His roommate is someone we’ve never met. Someone my son has never met. A complete stranger. A foreigner to our family. I am not exactly sure who thought this is a good idea but this is happening. This is happening as we speak. And I must deal with this unfamiliar territory (oh, and my son too I guess).

For some inexplicable reason, I seem to be the only one in the family who has any concern about this roommate scenario. My son and his new roommate have each other’s email addresses, providing a perfect opportunity to exchanges pleasantries and get to know each other a little in advance.

They have exchanged exactly one email.

Evidently they are each satisfied that that the other is not a serial killer. Each appears perfectly happy to let the whole thing unfold unrehearsed and unplanned on move-in day.

Me? Not so happy.

And that now-familiar phrase in all Parent Information documentation about dorm move-in day that reads?

“We recognize that this is an important day for your student and for you. You are welcome to stay and visit for a while, but try to keep in mind that your student will want time on their own to make new friends, explore, get acquainted with a roommate, etc. We are looking forward to meeting you and your family!”

This also does not make me happy. It sure doesn’t sound like they’re looking forward to meeting me and my family! Sounds like they’re trying to get rid of as quickly as possible (oh, and my son too I guess)!

I just have a couple of questions for my son’s soon-to-be roommate … it won’t take long …

huge-stack-of-papers

I suggested he complete these forms as soon as possible and return them to me along with the requested criminal background check.  I’ve also created a series of icebreaker games to play out on move-in day just  to get the ball rolling. AND I invited a few of my close friends from the RCMP and CSIS to join us. Won’t that be fun?

Again for some inexplicable reason, it wasn’t University Housing that requested my prompt and immediate departure, it was my son. While he ushered me to the door, I made a couple of quick stops to make his bed, stock his frig and change the shower curtain, that’s all. His new roommate looked pretty happy I was leaving too. I’ve not heard back from him on any of those documents, however.

I bet I’m not getting my finger print scanner back either.

 

2 Responses to Dorm Move-In, Part II

  • Not to worry, you’ll hear from him soon enough. Best to leave them with limited funds. The fewer, the sooner you’ll hear from him. Nice piece!

  • Ouch! Even before funds run low, the first year they are all about being free and independent and then it hits…. I’m homesick but they don’t actually admit it. And give up on the scanner.

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