It’s always interested me that a lot of kids who grew up around me had moved from house to house and town to town. While that’s not exactly the norm across America, many kids do end up living in more than one house while they progress through school. And oftentimes, this causes a change in schools.
For me, though, I grew up in the same house in a small town. In fact, my parents built that house the year I was born and still live in it. I’ve always enjoyed going back to visit because it’s exactly as it always has been with nothing new, surprising, or different. In a way, it’s not just a return to home as in the physical location but home as I knew it when young.
If anything, my parents have expanded their “home” because they bought the house and property directly next to their own house. For a few years, I lived in that second house and paid their bills. That’s now become home to me as well, especially since I lived in there alone for awhile.
Really, I don’t separate the two houses since a span of about 100 feet of pasture separates the two. You can often find my dad in the shop next door (at “my” house) doing various projects for one of the two houses. Whether he’s shifting their storage by lugging around cheap moving boxes or building something out of wood, he’s always busy outside of work to better his property and homes.
It’s a simple life that I sometimes crave for myself. Even though I’m very unlike my parents in that I want to travel the world throughout my life and even move away, I still yearn for the life they have once I hit my 50s. Being able to improve my home, relax in the shop, and enjoy the nice weather when it’s out just sounds like a paradise that no far-off vacation could give me. And I honestly think it’s inevitable that this sort of life will come to me in time.
Right now, I’m content with living near the city, having fun at local bars riddled with other 25 to 35 year olds. But once I’m ready to settle down, a house in the outskirts of the city with plenty of land for building sounds exactly like the life I know I’ll have. It’s where I’m from, who I am, and what I never knew I wanted more than anything.
Perhaps you’ll catch me lugging around some old, cheap moving boxes just like my dad when I’m older. And those boxes will undoubtedly remind me of my younger days when I was always moving from one place to the next.
Considering that Valentine’s Day is this week, we found it interesting to chat about different issues and excitement surrounding the dreaded (and expected) holiday.
It’s funny how a holiday can make you reflect on your life. As I started preparing for the “big day” early this week, my wife asked me if we were doing anything for it. I stopped to think and then ended up asking her if she wanted to at all. She acted like we could or we didn’t have to, and then asked me “Well, are we getting each other anything or not?” And I told her let’s just not.
She was happy to agree, but I definitely told her we could cook steaks or something nice for dinner, in which she enjoyed.
Our exchange was funny, really. We both didn’t care enough to treat Valentine’s Day as some huge holiday on par with birthdays or Christmas. I can see the appeal, don’t get me wrong. But she and I just spent a decent amount of money on each other for Christmas, so doing so again on Valentine’s seemed a bit overkill with our current budget. And hey, we’ll ultimately end up saving money on dinner too without sacrificing time together since we’ll cook ourselves something different.
I’m sometimes astounded at how much time has passed since we moved in. It honestly seems just like a few months ago that we were unpacking our cheap moving boxes last June, and yet here we are two thirds of a year into living among one another.
It comes as no surprise, however, with how busy we’ve been. But I have absolutely no doubt that our time in this apartment will come around sooner than we can imagine and that we’ll be looking for a house within what seems like mere months but has been more than a year from now.
It’s just a testament to a successful and happy relationship that time flies by unnoticed. We’re active, social, and love to travel, so it’s no surprise that everything has moved so quickly.
Ultimately, Valentine’s Day is something that all couples should acknowledge as a time to be appreciative of one another, no matter how that’s executed with your spouse. While I personally think spending more money on one another is excessive, I understand that that’s a way some couples may show each other they care for one another.