The ANAH is the authority that give people money for renovating homes under certain circumstances. Private individuals living in older homes can get grants for doing things like replacing windows with double glazing, upgrading electricity and plumbing, etc. How much they get is based on various factors, including income.
ANAH also gives money to people who renovate older homes into rental accommodation for people with low incomes. There are various levels of grants, going from the most if you take people who are on real welfare, to a medium amount for taking anyone you want as long as their income passes a means test, to a small amount for being able to rent to anyone no matter how much money they make.
With the house that we’re renovating for my Mom, we’re using the middle level to fix up three rental properties besides the one that she will use. Probably over 90% of the renters in our area fit into the means test, but we will be able to choose our own renters without being forced to take just anyone that social services wants to put in an apartment. Part of the rent will be guaranteed, and we need to accept to do this for 9 years. It seems to be a good deal, as with the grant almost 50% of the work will be paid for, and the rest will be covered by a low interest bank loan.
The downside of the operation is that you can’t really begin the work until the grant is approved. We are not the only people in the area who have applied for a grant. The commission that approves the grants meets once a month. Do you see where I’m going here? We turned in our file at the end of January and we’re still waiting.
We knew, of course, that the chances of it getting to the top of the pile in February were relatively slim. We had hoped that we would make it for March. But, no. Now we’re counting on April. We can’t apply for the bank loan until we get the grant. We can’t really start work until both parts of the operation are in place. So, Mom is still living Chez Nous.
We walk by our other little house and look at the windows sadly. Some day, Mom will be in there and we will recover our bedroom. Someday, but not today. The wheels of the ANAH turn slowly…
Ciao for now.