Wednesday, August 19, 2009

And then there were none

Today marked the end of an era. The end of a battle. Our dear, weary mother shipped off child #3 of 3 to college. Her most challenging prodigy to date. Granted, he's only about 5 miles away, but it's still a big deal for those involved. Not for my sister and I. We could care less. But I think someone else is feeling unsure of herself:

"The Eagle has left the nest!" I repeat, "The Eagle has left the nest!" Thus the battle cry went as I drove away from the college this afternoon with mixed emotions. Proud, scared, excited, you name it - I can only imagine how G-man feels. We went to WalMart - thank you SK for directions - only to be shot down by every suggestion I made to him of what he might like to have in his arsenal of goodies to make it through the first 3 days. He did come around as I tempted him with Beef Jerky and Mt. Dew. By the time we made it through the check out, I was $65 poorer - again. I was driving home, about 1/2 down the road when I heard the familiar ring-tone "Hello Motto". It's so nice to know I'm still needed, if only to run over the phone charger and a water bottle. Well, Ron's at work so for now it's just me, the dog and the cat - I think I'll have a little cheese with my whine -

I don't remember her moving my sister into the dorms. She went to school in Missouri, about 5 states away. I'm sure it was tough sending off the first daughter. She was intelligent and self sufficient, and we all knew she'd be OK on her own.

The second daughter had her car packed to roof, eager to go, and really couldn't care less if she said good bye or not. I was too excited to be on my own to have all the pomp and circumstance of hugs and good byes. I was only going to be an hour and a half away. I had a glorious trailer manufactured in the '70's waiting for me. Complete with shag carpet, fake wood paneling, and vinyl flooring on the kitchen countertops and shower walls. I was intelligent, self sufficient, and did most things my way. They hoped for the best. Mom and G-man brought me home 3 days later after I started crying over the washing machine that you hooked up to the kitchen sink started leaking onto the floor. But I have some fond memories of that shitty trailer, now. Over the course of 10 years, I moved back home 3 times. I'm surprised they didn't change the locks.

He's in slight denial about what he'll need or want while living in the dorm. He's also in slight denial about his schedule, location of classes, and generally everything involved with his new college life. When he was about 3, he got his hand stuck in something and started freaking out. I just laughed and said, "Live and learn, live and learn". And that's pretty much all I can say about this new experience as well.

5 comments:

Bilby P. Dalgyte said...

I was going to move out temporarily next year but friend decided he didn't want me in his house... (I'm independant!..........)

Went to Curtin Uni open day. I have brought much shame to my family because I failed to go round collecting free stuff like everyone else did. I got a drink bottle... (and some post-its or whatever you call them)yay. Going to go to Murdoch soon and then compare the two, pick which one I want to go to, apply to both, and end up going to the other one anyway. Met Lorna at Murdoch :) (I also feel like going there because I already know where everything is. Yes, great way to pick a university) Have until the end of September to apply. Thank fully I'm confident I just study I'll get into all the courses I want :)

Kinda... scary... agh. Growing up is scary. I need to hide.

Alix said...

Boy, did this post bring back some memories! My college was only 30 minutes away from home, but the independence I felt moving there was indescribable. Still... I was close enough to go home when necessary or when I felt homesick (which was virtually never since I wasn't really that far from home to begin with).

It also reminded me of how my mother - who never paid a dime for any of her 4 children's college educations - ignorantly dropped each of us off at our new locations without so much as a ten spot for lunch. What parents do that? Somehow we all managed to survive.

Great post my darling.

MJS said...

Yeah, so to jog your memory: You, mom & June drove daughter #1 down and then promptly ditched her (I think w/o so much as a run to WalMart for essentials) to go do the Anheuser-Busch tour in St. Louis.

The Courteous Chihuahua said...

Wow. I can't believe she got off so easily - $65???

You don't want to get me started on sibling inequity.

Ivy and Haley said...

Live and learn is right.

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