I wrote this shortly before we turned our home over to tenants (again) for a 2-month stay in New York. We love these immersive travel experiences, and we certainly couldn’t afford a New York apartment without the income from renting our home. But I am reminded that nothing is free: it’s always a lot of work.
It’s the first week of August, 2015, and we’re starting to pack….again. We spent the entire month of June traveling – LA, the Carmel Valley, Chicago, Montreal, and Beacon NY. It took a few days to empty our suitcases and unpack the things we’d stored to make room for our tenants, but we settled back into our usual routines relatively quickly. It’s been nice to sleep in our own bed, shower in our own bathroom, cook in our own kitchen, and lounge on our own sofa. But now we’re doing it all again, deciding what to pack and getting the house ready for another set of tenants because we fly to New York in less than four weeks. Are we crazy? Could be. But there is something we love about uprooting ourselves and experiencing life in different places, so the work and the sense of dislocation is worth it. I know that one day we’ll stop all this foolishness, stay home, and get another dog. But not quite yet.