The day has arrived. The day you deposit Binky in the hands of strangers, something you’ve avoided for 18 years. This time it’s different! Binky is mature, reliable, and ready for the next step. Hopefully.
Have a hearty breakfast. Protein will help alleviate the heartache. Maybe.
Meet Binky’s RA. Feel encouraged at how responsible this young person looks. Give them your phone number in case of emergency. This is a delusional act - Binky will never see this person again.
Mentally evaluate which room mate is most likely to bring drugs, alcohol, or sex buddies onto the premises. Debate with self about whether to warn Binky or not. It doesn’t matter if you do or don’t. It’s out of your hands now.
Take Binky for one last shopping trip to Target for shampoo and granola bars. Spend $600 on Febreeze, toiletries, mini-fridge, microwave, toaster oven, shower caddy, and socks.
Argue with spouse about the $600. Cry. Make up with spouse.
Take roommates out for lunch to show them that Binky has loving, caring, involved, approachable parents, and to pave the way for Binky’s lifelong friendships. This will prove to be a fruitless and unappreciated gesture, because one kid will drop out, one will get thrown out, and one will find roommates they like better and move in with them. However, it will help you feel better. For a few days.
Hug Binky goodbye. Do not make eye contact, or you will notice the almost hysterical gleam of joy in Binky’s eye.
Resist the urge to tell Binky to make good choices. All those years of Sunday School will pay off. They will. They will. They will.
Buy yourself Twinkies and a cappuccino for the drive home. If you’re flying, have a glass of wine on the plane. You’ll feel better till the headache kicks in. Cry.
Call your mother. Tell her all about it, except for the roommate-who--will-bring-in-illicit-substances-and-sex-buddies part. Hopefully she won’t say what my mom said (“It’ll never be the same again”) but she’ll say what my sister said, “You’ve always known Binky as a child, but now you can get to know Binky as an adult.” Hang on to that.