01.01.06
The harsh realities of being a homeowner...
One of the happiest moments of my life was when my wife and I left the lawyers office with the keys to our first house. The most stressful moment is the morning I woke up knowing the cloud 9 wore off. When you buy a house built in 1870 . . . .be prepared to stay busy.
I'm sure I've boasted enough about converting my basement into a complete screen-printing shop. After that episode I've been in stuck in places no man should ever wonder and fixing things that take very little brains to fix but will consume the most productive parts of the day. Hearing people say "there's always something to do in your own house", is one thing. Living through it is a whole other.
"Why'd it take us so long to get hoodies out this winter?" A backed-up furnace, broken faucet, and a leaky sink all in one weekend. I take trips to Home Depot like I'm getting paid to go. This weekend has been fill with exciting projects . . . re-venting my attic to eliminate the mold situation, adding insulation cause it was practical non-existent, and scrapping my head on several rusty nails in the process. Fortunately for my body the tetanus was injected last week. While juggling those I had what I call "filler projects" in the down time. A "filler project" is a job to keep you at a maximum level of stress between projects.
Am I complaining . . . . .absolutely not. I'm enjoying every minute and I am trying to constantly reassure myself it's all going to pay off in the long run. But it would help if I could spread things out a little more instead of feeling like I have to do everything in one day.
