I’m a mover (not as in ‘mover and shaker’, as in ‘moving house’). I’ve moved so many times my friends have my name and address in pencil in their address book. When I tell them I’m moving again they roll their eyes and ask, “Where to now?”
I like change but I would also like to build a nest too. I like security, comfort, my own special things and, most of all, my family to be happy. Do I choose to move? No, not usually.
I’m renting now so mostly it’s out of my hands. It’s annoying that someone else’s whim can push me out the door of a home I love and into the rental pool of uncertainty.
Each time my family has had to pack up and move it’s been due to the landlord selling or moving into the property. We haven’t ever been evicted or told to leave due to property neglect. In fact, we look after the properties so well I’m sure we’ve helped some landlords reap a tidy profit. Are we thanked? Are we rewarded? No, of course not we’re just a casualty of their investment.
We’ve owned our own home, three actually (at different times). We loved each house. We renovated, upgraded, decorated and furnished. We were proud. It’s not that we are not proud of our rented properties but we just don’t have the same say about what we can do. Also, you can’t go renovating so someone else reaps the financial rewards and you’re out of pocket.
It’s a catch-22. You want a home to be a home but when it’s not really your home how far do you go? We’ve been in properties we can’t even put a hook up to hang a picture (and I have terrific artwork, mostly painted by my mum). Others have been dirty and dusty when we arrive so that I have to clean for two days before I can move the furniture in properly, then when we leave and we are asked to clean every little crevice (even outside). We’ve been blamed for wear and tear until we pointed out how old the fittings (a shower screen) are and that we certainly can’t be blamed for pop rivets popping!
It’s frustrating but a part of life we have to accept as renter. But, the happy news is. We are now in a lovely home and the landlord has welcomed us (long-term) with fresh paint, new carpets and a well-cared for family property that ticks all the boxes. In turn we are nurturing out house with TLC in the gardens (I plan a vege plot as well as weeding and replanting), clean interior, exterior and modern decor with a touch of us in every corner.(Yes, I can see a stray shoe in Blake’s doorway now).
My sons are happy with their rooms and a yard they can again play cricket in. My husband’s favourite spot is the closed-in pergola where he can still watch the footy and keep an eye on the barbie. I like the sunny office corner and the bathrooms have long vanities I can adorn with candles and ornaments. It’s fresh and clean and I now I proudly call it home.
Even the dog is happy with a big backyard and wide pergola out of the weather. One thing she does miss about living on the lake (last house) is chasing the fish. She was never going to catch one but she always tried.
Just like I may not always keep my house but I’ll always make it home.