Friday, September 5, 2008

Hotel Smith

I know I've mentioned it before, but I have this thing about inviting people to live with us.  Sometimes siblings.  Sometimes strangers.  But always someone.

Part of it, I think, is guilt.  In New Jersey, real estate is at a premium.  There typically isn't any such thing as a spare bedroom until kids are grown and out of the house.  Living in a house with five bedrooms and not enough people to fill them, unnerves me a little.  Don't get me wrong.  I love having a spare bedroom (actually two, because Benjamin doesn't want his own room), but whenever I hear about someone who needs a place to stay, I'm first in line saying, "Oh, come live with us!"

The other part is that I genuinely enjoy having a house full of people.  I love feeling the extra energy that comes with more personalities.  

Anyway, so I've done it again.  Someone I've never met is going to come live with us for a few weeks while he waits for his apartment to be ready.  We've exchanged a few emails, but that's it.  Todd always looks a little surprised at me when I do things like this, but doesn't complain.  

Life is rarely dull here at the Hotel Smith.  Feel free to stop in any time!


Heather Snediker-Morscheck said...

You entertain me greatly.

Anne Marie said...

Hope I will be able to come and stay at the Hotel Smith sometime.

Marcia Mickelson said...

We had a friend stay with us several years ago when we lived in New Jersey. It was fun; quite an adventure actually. There are still good stories to tell about the experience. We would do it again in a second.