Its official, finally. The BSU and I are Empty Nesters. Last night we completed the move of Son Noah out of the house. He is officially homeless. Sunday afternoon we carried a large portion of his earthly possessions to Logan and into the GFs apartment. Last night we moved the balance of his stuff into a storage unit, also in Logan.
Right now he is staying with the GF in her apartment shared with 5 other girls. He doesn't have any status there and probably won't be allowed to stay there very long. After that, he has a tent, or a couple tents I think, and a sleeping bag. Its summer time and he won't freeze to death sleeping outside for a number of months if he chooses to.
Remarkably, this move out has been animosity free, which might not have been expected, considering the circumstances. He's kept his head and maintained a civil and pleasant demeanor and I've done the same throughout the entire process. The spouse has been more stressed than anyone and yesterday's packing and moving was difficult for her. But, she has been strong and she knows that the time is (past) right for the boy to be on his own and making his own way.
He's a smart kid. He is capable when he wants to be. But he has repeatedly failed to take the opportunities to learn good work skills and he's lazy. He thinks he is a 1969 vintage hippie- except that he showers much more routinely than real hippies. He has a lot of big ideas but no plans so his ideas don't stand much chance of becoming reality. I've tried. I've shared with him all the experience I have with working, job hunting, turning ideas into reality and being a citizen. His mom has given him the benefit of a sympathetic ear and gentle guidance at every opportunity.
Now its up to him.
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