i’ll probably say this a couple hundred times in the next two years, but i’m “getting” this whole homeownership thing. it makes sense… in a strange way.
yea, we have the shitty electrical, and the toilet that doesn’t flush slow enough, but we also have laundry in the basement and i can traipse around loudly without concern for people downstairs. i actually think, “wait, no one’s down there.” when i walk into the kitchen.
good deal, i say.