.....tear down

Yogis,
Another fabulous week at the Jersey shore. I had all three of my boys, my daughter in-laws, all five grandchildren and my parents together under one roof for three of the nights. What’s better than that!

This end of June tradition has been ongoing for the past forty years. Many years but several different houses.

There is a running joke that we stay in a house until the bulldozer pulls up to take it down. A joke yet true. We find a house, settle in and rebook for the next year the day we check out. Year after year…..until the owners decide to sell

We know what happens next. It is torn down and replaced with something twice its size with all the new bells and whistles. We also know it is time to move on.

We stay in ‘tear downs.’

There was the beachfront with an old grand piano in the wood paneled living room, one with a picture window literally in the dunes but also armies of ants, or the one where you had to duck coming down the stairs (which my father inevitably forgot to do and knocked himself out).

What is most important to our family is location, location, location. Beach block is critical as we are the hub for the rest of the family to store chairs and umbrellas. We act as the restroom and with unlocked doors people can sneak back for a break from sun or socializing.  

We also want an old simple house with lots of bedrooms and plenty of deck space. No fancy landscaping for us! We rent homes that still have stones as lawn, allowing us to play ‘rock in bucket’. A family favorite!

All week we observed the beautiful home next door with its pool, gorgeous balcony couches and 6 person golf carts. Beach chairs professionally set up daily while we schlepped everything on our backs.

My grandson and I were sitting on plastic, yet comfortable, chairs on the wood deck. With no prompt, he proclaimed our house was perfect. We didn’t need all the fancy extras because we like to spend our time outside and at the beach.

He gets it,
SARAH