Are you ever caught up when you own an old house? Or is it like a personal sailboat, where you pour copious amount of money into a hole in the ground or the water?
The latest item to join our home maintenance to-do list is the front storm door, which detached from the frame a few weeks ago. It was too heavy and awkward to go back in, and apparently some shifting had warped the angles. It hadn’t been closing completely, and the last time I tried, bingo! We were in trouble.
It wound up, as I said, coming off altogether.
Oops!
We do want to get that fixed before winter hits, though. The front door itself is rather leaky.
Yet part of me is thinking maybe that can wait till I’m dead.
Damn, I do miss being able to call maintenance back when I was living on Yuppieville on the Hill. Back before I so deliriously remarried.
Jnana's Red Barn 