It’s Getting Real

I haven’t published a blog post for a couple of weeks, because I’ve been paralyzed. Not literally paralyzed, but consumed by the irrational but still-crippling fear that after all of the planning, dreaming, hoping, praying, and finger-crossing, we would not be able to find a house to rent in San Miguel. Thinking rationally, I knew we would find something. Maybe it wouldn’t be in the perfect location, or the perfect size, or within the budget we had arbitrarily set, but we would find a house. Still, there was a little person on my other shoulder telling me to start preparing for homelessness (and that little person sounded a lot like Ben).

I found a house a few weeks ago, but the owner was then diagnosed with a health problem and decided not to rent it. It’s a beautiful house in a great location, so we were disappointed. But if there’s one thing I’m good at, it’s online research and networking, so I got to work. I checked Yahoo groups and Craigslist for long-term rentals, and posted ads seeking housing. I looked at VRBO and AirBNB for short-term possibilities that we could rent for our first couple of months in SMA, while we looked for something long-term. I checked realtor websites and asked around.

A few days ago, I had 4 homes on my short list, and a spreadsheet to analyze the pros and cons. I swear it was exactly like an episode of House Hunters International. All of the houses have enough bedrooms and bathrooms, and they are all within budget. House 1 has a yard, which would be great for Annie (the dog), but is the farthest from school (1 ¼ miles). House 2 is absolutely gorgeous, but is not available for the full year, has the highest rent, and is a mile from school. House 3 has a casita that would be great for guests and is closer to school, but the owners are planning to sell it.

And then there’s House 4. Our house. Or should I say, “nuestra casa.” Once I emailed with the owner, talked on the phone with the current tenant, and pored over the online photo album, I knew it was THE ONE. It’s beautiful. There are 3 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms, a really nice living space, a big terrace, and a roof deck. The owner and property manager seem great, and the current tenant loves the house but has little kids and worries that they’ll fall down the stairs during the night.

Best of all is the location. It is 400 meters to school, and about the same to el Jardin – the main square that is the heart of the town. Its 250 meters to the library and to our friends John & Carolyn’s house. I can reach my favorite ice cream man in less than 5 minutes. The dry goods store, butcher shop, and vegetable market are all nearby. We won’t need a car, which is fortuitous since we won’t be taking our cars with us. When we need to go to the soccer field, supermarket, or el tianguis (weekly market), we’ll have to take the bus or a taxi. It will be the first time in more than 30 years that I haven’t been completely reliant on my car. I can’t imagine what that will be like.

The one twist with this house is that the lease starts on July 1st – we were planning to go to SMA on August 1st. Our new landlord has said it’s ok for our friends to use the house before we arrive, so if you are interested in spending some time in SMA (without us), let me know! Otherwise, we may just pack faster and hit the road. It’s amazing how motivational a deadline can be.

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Taking Up Space – Part 2

Preparing for a move has been very motivational, especially when it comes to purging the stuff in our house so that someone else can live here. All of the skeletons have to go, the secret hiding places won’t be secret any more. That reminds me of one time when I showed my friend Karen a room in my house filled with storage and I called it my “dirty little secret.” Her daughter, who was probably around 7, went home and told her father that I have a dirty little secret. Maybe that’s how my reputation got started. 🙂

Out of necessity, my rule these days is that everything in our home has to have a place to live. We’re not quite there yet, but we’re headed in the right direction. The kids are constantly trying to bring something else home and I always ask them, “Where is it going to live?” In the next 2 months I will have to stay tough on this, or our house will never be in shape for our departure.

One of the difficulties I encountered during last week’s sorting and purging was the vast amount of gifts that we’ve received over the years; there was an emotional attachment that went beyond the rest of the stuff. Many of these gifts have been used and enjoyed and made it through the purge, but there were others that really got me thinking about the whole idea of giving and receiving.

PeeWeeAt the bottom of the bin of VCR tapes, I found a boxed set of PeeWee’s Playhouse – the entire series. I remember my father asking what I wanted for Christmas that year, and that’s what I put on my list. I REALLY loved that show (“LET’S SEE HOW BIG MY FOIL BALL IS TODAY!”), and I was excited to receive the gift. But the majority of the VCR tapes were still wrapped in plastic – never watched. For over 20 years, that boxed set has been taking up space in my house. It probably cost a hundred bucks “back in the day.” It was a possession that I owned, but didn’t use and enjoy, and now PeeWee has left the building. Maybe he is at someone else’s house now, or maybe nobody at the school yard sale was a fan.

I hate to waste anything – food, time, effort, water, paper, money. But when Christmas rolled around, the old me would buy my kids lots of stuff, because that’s what makes them happy. But then some of the stuff has nowhere to live and becomes a liability, a responsibility. I could spend my entire life picking up stuff and moving it back to where it belongs. I own some things that bring me joy, but I usually can’t see them because of the other stuff.

I recently received an invitation to my 1YO nephew’s birthday, and it requested that we bring no gifts, saying something like, “our lives are full enough.” My grandmother used to say, “If I can’t eat it, read it, or wear it, I don’t want it.” Bravo (although I would add “drink it” to the list)! I respect these positions. Although I appreciate all of the gifts we’ve received, nobody in my family needs anything. We’re hard-pressed to even think of something we want. For anyone planning to give us a gift from here on out, I would love to receive the gift of your presence – to spend time with you, go on an outing, or have a meal together. And if I don’t send you a gift for every holiday, it doesn’t mean that I don’t love you. We all have enough.

For Christmas 2015, or should I say – Navidad, we will have friends visiting us in Mexico. There will be gifts, but very few – likely names drawn from a hat and some stocking stuffers. Will the kids be disappointed? Will they think it’s the worse Christmas ever? I don’t think so. I hope not. I’ll let you know.

Taking Up Space – Part 1

Last Saturday was a biannual event that I look forward to with great anticipation…the elementary school yard sale. The week-long period for dropping off stuff to be sorted, priced, and sold by someone else is major motivation for me to clean closets and open bins that have been stored for years. Usually I’m one of the first to jump in and volunteer to help with any task, but my ability to work on the yard sale is mostly limited to supplying the goods. The sight of all that *STUFF* makes me nauseous.

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When this stuff came out of the garage, I didn’t recognize most of it!

The same thing happens when I go into one of the kids’ bedrooms and they have stuff covering every flat surface including the floor. When they want “snuggle-time” and their room is like that, I just can’t do it. I think they’ve figured that out because Norah (the most frequent snuggle-time requestor) keeps her room really neat. She even makes the bed every day! When my own bedroom has stuff all over it, I don’t want to sleep there. And I avoid the basement and garage because of all the stuff stored there. The stuff is suffocating me.

I took 7 car-loads to the yard sale last week. I have been doing this for YEARS, but this time I was able to dig down to the next layer. There were 2 bins of CDs and a bin of VCR tapes that I sorted and delivered, plus 2 bins of DVD cases that need to be recycled. There were at least 3 giant trash bags of clothes that don’t fit anyone in our household and never will (we store Aliya’s for Norah). There’s another giant bag headed to Morocco. I purged several boxes of books and we still have 3 floor-to-ceiling bookshelves full. Housewares, toys, a couple of small pieces of furniture – out it all went.

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Norah was concerned about reusing wine boxes for yard sale drop-off.

But there’s still more. A lot more. As I sorted, I kept thinking about the depressingly huge amount of money all of this stuff represents…tens of thousands of dollars. Before I became rabidly stuff-averse, I was an easy target of any type of marketing. Once I saw Julia Roberts on Oprah talking about how she was addicted to a handheld Yahtzee game and I scoured the stores until I found one. I was a “collector”…if one Reba McEntire CD was nice, owning her entire collection would be even better. I saw a lot of soundtracks in the CD bin, and I remember going to see the movie Cocktail with my friend Sherry and then driving directly to the record store. I also had a huge collection of games – we actually used to play them a lot back in the 80’s, but many of them had not been used since then.

The collection of stuff got worse when I had kids, because I would look at the lists on BabyCenter.com or in whatever article I was currently reading, and feel like my baby needed all of those things – plus the baby stuff is so cute it’s hard to resist! I had several slings, every type of baby seat, the entire Baby Einstiein DVD collection, and so many clothes that I could have dressed my baby in a different outfit every day. The baby stuff left my house long ago, but so did the money spent on stuff that was rarely or never used.

Ben is not as list-motivated or as vulnerable to marketing as I am, but he doesn’t like to get rid of stuff. In Morocco, there are a lot of things that are still not as available as they are here, and 40-50 years ago he had even less access to stuff. If someone in the posse had a soccer ball it was a big deal, and they played with it until it could no longer hold air. We probably have 15 soccer balls somewhere in this house. If I try to get rid of one, Ben sees it as an item with value and wants to hold onto it. The same goes for clothes…“someone in Morocco could use that.” He has all of his old college textbooks because they were a big investment. We were a lethal combination of 1 who buys (or USED TO buy) and 1 who can’t let go.

Stay tuned for Taking Up Space – Part 2…Gifts.

Happy Mothers Day!

You are the bowsI don’t know what I expected motherhood to be like, but I am positive that my current reality isn’t what I had in mind. With regard to “the big stuff,” I’ve got everything to be thankful for. The kids are healthy and happy. They are kind and compassionate, smart, and fun to be around. They are past the stage of eating bugs off the ground and bonking their heads on the coffee table, and for that I’m grateful.

They started asking me about a week ago what I wanted for Mothers Day. I did pick out 3 pieces of jewelry so that each kid would have something to give me (I’m so thoughtful), but what I really want for Mothers Day has more to do with “the small stuff.” I know we’re not supposed to sweat the small stuff, but the small stuff is what’s making me insane.

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My Mothers Day Wish List:

  • I would like to spend all of my bathroom time without anyone trying to speak to me through the door, screaming my name from elsewhere in the house, or texting me.
  • I would like the giant laundry mountain in the basement to disappear, even if it reappears as a clean-laundry mountain on the couch.
  • I would like the orange silly putty removed from under the back seat of my car, along with all of the other disgusting detritus.
  • Dont SweatI would like everyone to do their daily chores, clean up their bedrooms, and pick up the random socks and art-in-progress they’ve left all over the house, without being asked 25 times.
  • I would like all family members to take a day off from bickering and intentionally trying to annoy each other (this may require sequestering themselves).
  • I would like all kitchen cabinet doors and drawers to be left in the closed position when not in use (I can see from my chair that Norah just left the pantry door open).
  • I would like someone else to procure the dog’s stool sample that I need to drop off at the vet tomorrow.
  • I would like to take a nap on the couch without waking up to whining, a video game battle, or the sounds of rejoicing due to stool-sample success.
  • I would like each child to write me a note about how much they love me, so I can pull those notes out and read them each time I’m counting to 10 to avoid physical violence.
  • I would like someone to cook me a nice dinner and serve it to me with a glass (or bottle) of wine on the couch while I watch a Househunters International marathon.

Is that so much to ask?

NicoleJust in time for Mothers Day, we had a photo shoot with our favorite first grade teacher / soon-to-be full-time photographer – Nicole Schwalm. We decided to meet at the school playground, since the kids have so many happy memories of falling off the monkey bars and getting wood chips in their shoes there. I’m not always the best at follow-through, but I have had the kids’ photos taken at least once a year. 2015 – check!

Happy Mothers Day to everyone who has ever done any mothering! And thank you to my village!

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Good Work – Part 2

Yesterday I wrote about my job – what I do and how it came about. There’s more I wanted to say, but I was afraid that too much door-talk would make some of you pass out from boredom (except my door-people who are reading this…I can hear you hanging on every word! 🙂 ).

Yoga PantsFirst, I’m so grateful to be able to work from any location that has a stable internet connection, and have the flexibility time-wise to be a mom. That often means that I’m working at midnight or on the weekend, but it’s worth it to be able to chaperone the occasional field trip or pick up a sick kid from the nurse’s office. I’ve been working at home for more than 10 years, and getting work done has never been an issue. The biggest problem is knowing when to stop.

I don’t expect that working from Mexico will be a whole lot different, except that I hope to do a better job of setting limits. I have made some improvements in that area already; I used to work until at least 2 a.m. most nights. I was bragging to one of my favorite coworkers (now retired) that I had cut back and was usually in bed by midnight (yay me!), and he said, “Go to bed at 11 instead – it won’t make one bit of difference in your inbox.” He was right. I could work 24/7 and there would still be more to do, so I have to find the strength to walk away when my day (or night) is over.

I’ve worked from San Miguel de Allende before; in fact, for quite a few years our family has been traveling for a month or so each summer. I work part-time during that month, and also take some vacation time, but I’m able to keep my work-blog running and answer any questions that come in. I worked from Morocco last summer and also in 2012. Before that, most of our trips were in the US because the idea of taking 3 wild and crazy kids on an international extravaganza seemed insane. I had no issues working from Mexico in the summer of 2013…fingers crossed that the Mexican infrastructure won’t fail me.

The other great thing about my work is that I can use my amplified online voice to spread the word about whatever issues are important to me. I’ve written a lot about the importance of fire door assemblies that protect us when a fire occurs. I’ve evangelized about the hazards of traditional wired glass, which is responsible for more than 2,000 injuries in schools each year – injuries that are often debilitating and sometimes even fatal.  I’ve even used my reach to help a friend in need.

My hot topic now is school security, and specifically the means of locking classroom doors if there is an active-shooter in the building. Although there are code-compliant locks to provide security as well as free egress, fire protection, and accessibility, some schools are turning to less expensive retrofit security devices that teachers can use in an emergency. The problem is that when these barricade devices are installed, they can prevent or delay evacuation, and if an unauthorized person locks the door in order to commit a crime, most of these devices prevent staff or emergency responders from entering the classroom to help, even if they have a key.

Do you know how many crimes are committed in schools each year? According to the National Center for Education Statistics (NCES):

  • “In 2012, students ages 12–18 were victims of about 1,364,900 nonfatal victimizations at school, including 615,600 thefts and 749,200 violent victimizations, 89,000 of which were serious violent victimizations.”
  • “During the 2009–10 school year, 85 percent of public schools recorded that one or more of these incidents of violence, theft, or other crimes had taken place, amounting to an estimated 1.9 million crimes.”
  • “During the 2011–12 school year, 9 percent of school teachers reported being threatened with injury by a student from their school. The percentage of teachers reporting that they had been physically attacked by a student from their school in 2011–12 (5 percent) was higher than in any previous survey year (ranging from 3 to 4 percent).”

The risk of “nonfatal victimization” at school is tens of thousands of times higher than the risk of an active shooter occurrence.  Do we really need to have these devices hanging next to the door so anyone has the ability to barricade the classroom? Does this increase the safety of our kids, especially considering how extremely rare active shooter events in schools really are? There are plenty of options for providing safety AND security at school, and my current mission is to make sure school districts consider the safety aspects rather than just looking for inexpensive security.

It’s so important to me that I’m able to educate people about these issues, especially those related to schools. I also work on changes to the building codes and fire codes; this process takes YEARS but it’s rewarding to make progress toward better codes that help to ensure the safety of building occupants.

Doors, locks, and codes…what’s not to love?  😀