Perhaps tangentially related, but today my landlord gave the final inspection of the place.

He told us that it pained him that we could only live there for a year. We were his cash cow. The year before, his wife had died, and he needed more family support and his daughter wanted a place near him. He told me that only a few years ago he would have simply built her a house next to the one he was renting us, but even building costs have skyrocketed so much that the only option he had was to kick us out and let her in.

He said he was sorry, and the thing is, I believed him.