What to do when you're...

… homeless?

After we turned in our keys, we weren’t sure what to do or where to go. We were suddenly homeless. [Now, don’t get me wrong: we don’t mean to make light of the very serious and very sad situation that many in the world face.] In our case, we were simply in between homes for 24 hours.

Favorite quote after 30 minutes of homelessness: "Hey, where's my spaghetti?" Surprise surprise for the next apartment resident.... We hope they move in before mold sets in...

It’s funny to think that we had everything we owned in the back of our little car. Well, not exactly everything, but the bare necessities: some clothes, toiletries, sleeping bags, pillows, books, some candy (= yes, I said the bare necessities)!

Immediately, we were hungry. We spend the better part of the afternoon at Panera Bread where they have jazz music and comfy chairs and a wide variety of meals and snacks. They also have internet access!

We ate, read our books, talked, knit (well Rebekah did, anyway), people watched, until it was time for dinner at a friends’ house. She put on a fabulous dinner and even more delicious desserts, and we had a great time socializing with friends!

Little did she know that we also needed a place to sleep…

In the morning, we got coffee at McDonald’s drive thru, then took our bikes to Onondaga Lake Park where we rode all along the boardwalk. Lots of people were running, jogging, walking, biking, rollerblading and sitting and chatting. It was warm but cloudy.

Next, lunch at the famous hot dog place called “Heids”. We were stuffed, but too tempted by “Sweet Treats” next door to say no to ice cream… “Large Moose Tracks please; two spoons!”

Afterwards, to digest the enormous dessert, we laid on our picnic blanket until mid afternoon when the weather turned from sunny to stormy. We were content with our books and a nap.

Once the rain drops steadied, we ran to our car and drove to the nearest library to hang out.

Next favorite quote: "Hey! Why is all the chocolate and candy melted? It's in the cooler, gah!" (the cooler didn't have any ice in it.)

Soon enough, it was time to head to Matt’s grandparents’ dairy farm: finally home. It’s tough being homeless.