We drove long-distance, but arrived the day before move-in. Ran errands (DS had forgotten his deodorant, his pillow, his razor, his water bottle…) and had dinner. The next day was about running out the clock before afternoon move-in with easy, entertaining activities that weren’t mentally taxing. We went to lunch, wandered through a museum, just did chill touristy things.
Helped move stuff in, gave hugs and got out when it got crowded. After that, DS was off and running with his orientation group. We stayed overnight and went home the next day because of drive time, but didn’t come back to see DS again after move-in.
It’s like preschool dropoff — kiss and goodbye at the door. Don’t linger and make it weird and hard. (It’s hard enough!)
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