Tell me again why I love home ownership. Went to put my pants on this A.M. and couldn't help but notice that they were wet. I know it wasn't me as they were dry when I threw them atop of the chest when I went to bed. The cat can't jump that high any more so I knew it wasn't him. That left only one possible explanation so I looked up and saw where I had a leak.
D-----!
This required a trip into the attic where the bats have left a layer of guano over the years, and a look around to find the source. This done I got in touch with my neighbor who is a construction guy and he will go up and do the repair as its an air vent issue. Problem solved until the next time.
This brings to mind a question that perhaps someone would like to address. I'm 65 and figure I've got say 10-20 years left of being able to stay in my own home. How much money do I put into this house? I mean above and beyond needed maintenance. Once I die or get moved to a home for old bikers I won't care about the house any more and the only ones benefitting will be the charities I have chosen to receive what's left of my paltry estate. I mean I could spend some money and make it a really nice house. Why?
Which question brings to mind another. Who would have guessed when I was in my 20's and enjoying my youth, that this type of question would ever cross my mind?
Right there with you. Condo or apartment living comes to mind from time to time. But I could probably hire out everything from lawn mowing to sweeping the garage and still be dollars ahead. In the meantime I'm still mowing the grass, contemplating the next repair job, when I could be out riding my bike.