M&D and Me

I don't know about your's, but my parents are very odd creatures. I refer to them under the title "M&D" as they have practically ceased being individual entities and are now just one human conglomerate.

A recently concluded visit by M&D has as usual resulted in me getting a case of the guilts. They spent a few days here and unfortunately my accommodations being a one bedroom apartment are inadequate to provide shelter for three adults. A few nights on an inflatable mattress that tried to consume me before developing a slow leak that rendered it useless had me in poor spirits and the desire to see them leave so I could reclaim my living space was strong. However, as soon as they left I started to miss them again and realise what a miserable shit I am. Peculiarly, even through all this they seem to continue to like me. Very odd behaviour!

The above aside, their visit was excitingly productive. They suddenly have discovered themselves in a quandry, whereby their current abode is a largish family home without a family in residence, and the local area has become infested with professional working families who have little time for elderly friendly community spirit due to the never ending struggle to meet outrageous mortgage payments. The result is M&D, retired and relying on a fortnightly phone call from myself and sister to provide a spark of excitement in lives that have become a little stale. Realising this, they have endeavoured to seek a change and failing to find one locally in A-Town, have cast their gaze across the border in a more Sin City direction. I escorted them the other day to the stunning locale that resides a train ride north of SC to view abodes catering for just such folk. To say I was stunned was an understatement. Beautiful living spaces, great facilities, prices that snub their noses at Sin Cities stupid real estate debacle, and communities that perhaps are slightly more in touch with the things that matter. I've never wished I was 55 years old so much in my life.

M&D were visibly excited. The possibilities of reconnecting with a fulfilling lifestyle were plain to see and they basked in it. M can be difficult to impress at times. Basically until I announce suitable arrangements are underway for the production of her grandchildren, she will probably view everything else I do a waste of time. But even she was taken by the prospect of heated swimming pools, craft rooms, and new friends aplenty.

I don't know if they will jump at this opportunity. Naturally cautious people, much deliberation and a substantial exercise of "going over the figures" by D will have to be exercised. But it would be cool to see them a little more often, without having to sacrifice my homespace for the pleasure. Just call me a selfish swine!