I haven't even been in Fresno for two weeks and I feel like its been months. Rena and I were staying with Alli's parents in Clovis in a beautiful two story home with a pool. It was a wonderful situation with Alli still being in school we just looked for jobs and hung out by the pool while she was gone. Rena and I sat down with Alli's mom Marci the first night to know what was expected from us and what was expected was close to nothing. Rena and I got in a routine of picking up after ourselves, doing the dishes, helping with dinner and taking the trash out. After only a week Alli told us that her mom was frustrated with us and felt used. Rena and I being extremely grateful this whole time were horrified and embarrassed she had told Alli this. We stepped up our efforts only to hear more concerns that Marci had called Alli to complain about us. Rena, Alli and I were all confused about what we were doing to ever show the slightest disrespect. We didn't want to intrude and feel unwelcome, so we packed our bags.
Marci and Allan were shocked when we told them we were leaving. They honestly acted like little kids that had said nothing. It took awhile for them to even admit they were bothered with Rena's shoes in the laundry room and my towel on the floor in our room. Rena and I simply asked "Why couldn't you just tell us to pick up the shoes and the towel", they respond with "you should have known to do that". We explained what home is like for us, why we wanted to have a conversation in the first place about standards and rules of the house and how important communication was. They didn't have much to say, I was proud of Rena and I on how well we handle the situation and expressed our dislikes with how the Suvanto's handle the entire ordeal.
I felt like Rena and I were the adults teaching kids how to communicate. It so absolutely important to know how to communicate for any relationship to work, whether it be a friendship, relationship, family or boss. They were quite receptive to what we said and asked us to stay, but we kindly declined knowing that this family had an awkward way of working that wasn't anything close to what Rena and I came from. It's interesting to me how norms of different family's can be so different and even though I'm only a state away from home, I feel farther and farther away from it every day.
So we were homeless but luckily Alli's amazing friend Enrique has taken us in. He is very clean for a guy and lives super close to KKG. He's pretty rad to take Rena, me and our mound of shit into his apartment. After being here for two weeks Rena and I have quickly found who are the people we like to be around. The past couple days has been lots of beer pong, 4 binger (new game we love) and Rena shot gunning beers. I have picked up a new hobby of picking up beer cans and volunteering to take them off the owners hand, yes I'm that poor. I think the drinking has caught up with me, I'm suffering from an outrageously sore throat. I hope its not strep throat.
On a happier note Rena and I made a deLISH dinner tonight, sat on the floor and used Allis long board as a table as we listened to sermons online. Although we are homeless, poor and can't go outside because its 105 degrees, we know what we want and need this summer. Most of all we are happy and content, we are taking the challenges head on and smiling because we have each other.
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