The kids moved into the main house today and Rich and I retired out to the back apartment for a few months. Sarah and Miles are building a new home and it’s not quite ready…but their current house has already sold. It would be tough to find a short term rental for 3-4 months with 3 kids and a dog, so we offered to share our space. I think it will be fun to be only footsteps away from the kids and grandkids and it will certainly be convenient when we want to get together or when they need a last minute sitter. We’re looking forward to time spent together and helping each other out. They’re paying rent so that definitely helps us financially when we are trying not to take a lot of money out of our retirement savings yet.
Rich and I finished moving our last minute items this morning, then cleaned house for the new tenants before they arrived around 11:30. We’d taken the cats to the apartment so they wouldn’t freak out with the movers coming in and out and lots of extra people around. When we moved some of our furniture from the house to the apartment, Ajax scooted by and ran back into the house. Can you spot him hiding in the fireplace? Silly kitty.
Tomorrow’s Sarah’s birthday so Rich is cooking dinner for all of us as we celebrate. Then Sarah and Miles are going out of town for the weekend so we are keeping the kids. A few days later, their whole family is going on vacation so we will probably hang out in the “main” house while they’re gone.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how fortunate we are to have a home of our own. So many people can’t afford to own a house any more, or even to find a place to rent at a reasonable price. Many of those I meet at my volunteer job are struggling to get by and I hate to think about the conditions they are living in. Others come in who are homeless or on the verge of homelessness with an eviction notice in hand and there is nothing we can do but to give them some food. It keeps them from going hungry but it does not solve the systemic problems that our society perpetuates. As I count my blessings, I wonder what it is about us as a people that keeps us from serious efforts to make structural change. Too many of us are comfortable in our own situations and can’t see what’s going on all around us. Or we don’t know what to do or where to begin. I hate to think that people just don’t care, but I think there is some of that, too. I was reading an article about how few landlords will accept Section 8 housing vouchers in the “nicer” zip codes in Dallas. This means that most people who get a voucher have to remain in the “not so great” areas of the city because they can’t find anyone who will rent to them elsewhere. In my “if I had a million dollars” dream, I would buy up a bunch of good houses and rent them to people with vouchers just to give them a chance to experience a better life. How come I never win the lottery?! 🙂