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Post by spaniardx on Jul 10, 2021 11:32:35 GMT -5
Not a trend. This is a return to something that was done previously. |
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Post by vitugglan on Jul 11, 2021 9:13:12 GMT -5
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Post by vitugglan on Jul 11, 2021 9:13:43 GMT -5
Oh. Yeah, I've thought of doing something similar. Until the pandemic, when suddenly it was okay for certain jobs to work from home, that wouldn't be possible.
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Post by spaniardx on Jul 14, 2021 8:58:19 GMT -5
For a while, we were a three generation household. Me and hubs. The Spawns, Spawnette and grandspawn. In fact, if we'd had the room (and I'd had the physical abilities and some help) we would have been a four generation household when momma had her stroke. But, I had more bubble gum on my plate than I could chew at that time (and hubby was not able to take piles of time off at a shot to help). And, at least here in Texas, if you don't already know how to access the services that you'll need to have at home elder care (and care giver assistance) when you ask social services for help you get that tiny smile that says "well, sucks to be you, _____. Not obligated to actually help you with that if you are outside the loop."
Dealing with the tin plated dictators with delusions of ghodhood Administrators and Assistant Administrators of our local nursing homes can make you homicidal barn sour really quickly.
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Post by vitugglan on Jul 14, 2021 17:21:47 GMT -5
My mother needed professional care so she went into a nursing home/care center not long before the end. If we'd had more room, that is, a place for her to be looney all on her own, it might have worked. Not if she's right there in your face. She couldn't go up the stairs (I was wheeling her around the house on an office chair). Later, a couple of years after she died, we had the youngest and her daughter here. We've had the eldest at times before he died, and we had 2/9 for a semester. I like being close, it's handy. I sometimes take care of the youngest's dogs and now the guinea pigs. It would be so much easier just to trundle across the lawn.
My aunt and uncle lived in a farmhouse. The downstairs was split into two living areas, one for his parents, one for them. The upstairs was shared. It was that way until fairly recently from what I've heard.
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Post by spaniardx on Jul 23, 2021 2:38:04 GMT -5
There are places, even here in the US, where multigeneration houses never stopped "being a thing". I had black and Hispanic classmates that had grandparent(s), parents, kids under one roof. And, if you lived far enough out in the boonies some of the white kids had at least three generation under one roof. A couple of them when I was going through Cosmetology school had four generations.
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Post by vitugglan on Jul 23, 2021 19:07:59 GMT -5
We lived in a 'suburb', that is, not downtown. Low-income area, lots of crappy green-stick apartment buildings, plenty of thingyroaches. A lot of families of all descriptions had multiple generations, and some grandparents raising grandkids while parents were off in the military or working out of the area.
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