A super-nice apartment, but still...I've lived in a single-family home since 1996.
|No problem, right?|
|It involves drinking from large coffee cups while|
basking in sunlight, I understand.
I can't paint the walls.
I can't change the floors.
I can't install new fixtures in the kitchen/bathroom.
I can't knock out walls to open up the layout.
I can't redo the outdoor space.
I can't make over the closets.
This is what I've signed on for??
I can handle this.
|If I can handle this...|
After all, there's no yard work.
No fence repairs.
No worries about plumbing leaks or A/C fails.
No foundation issues.
No property tax increases.
No city code violations.
It's a tradeoff. Like everything else in life.
Maybe...when I'm ready for a spouse...I'll be ready for a house.
Is that how it goes?
|I am amazingly OK with this.|
Yet that includes being free of one spouse and all the attendant incompatibilities thereof.
Overall, I'm terribly good with that.
Hey. I hope all of you are good with your living arrangements.
Let me know. OK?
I love hearing from you guys.