I feel and see it. Part of my really doesn't want it. Since my son came back to town he has gotten a job, but it's in my town and he lives the next one over, 6 miles. He's getting rides from a roommate to work, but I had agreed to take him home and I am. He's really not asked for much, since making it clear we wouldn't give him a car or co-sign a loan for one. He only just began work yesterday at Taco Bell. He wants the girlfriend to come here and she's agreed to do it. Now he's asking for me to help find an apartment, since he doesn't have a phone that will make calls. In fact, right now all he has is my old one and that barely gets internet well enough for him to use Facebook for messages. So I did agree I'd call the cheapest apartments I can find and see what I can find and how much money they'll need to get into one. I feel myself worrying again. What if he can't find a place with no real rental history, no real job history, no credit except bad...an unpaid utility bill. What if the roommate stops giving him rides and he loses he job again? I know he wants me to say we'll go get the girlfriend and move her down here. I know Jabber is against it. I'm really not so much against it. I don't actually mind helping them set up house as long as it doesn't involve us co-signing anything. But part of me is just waiting for this all to blow up in my face. He screwed us over so many times. I want to believe that he's serious about keeping a job and paying for a place to live. He seems to be. I want this to work for him. I want him happy. But I don't want to feel this worry. I wish he had a car. I wish he had the ability to get an apartment on his own. I wish I could help a little without fear of it being the wrong thing to do.