After getting a mortgage, the next horrifying challenge you have to face would be fixing up the house you bought.

I know nothing of fixing things, let alone constructing or reconstructing stuff from scratch. If abilities and inclinations are somehow genetically passed on, then I’m truly my father’s son. Dad couldn’t be bothered not because he had better things to do, but because he was good at other things.

I try to reassure myself with that thought, that I am better with other things, but goddamn it- I wish I was good at this. The costs make me cry.

We’re having two bathrooms done, a toilet and the laundry area.