Home ownership ain't so bad, some days.

See this post for previous rantings on the challenges of maintaining this bitch called a home.

But once in a while, it ain't so bad. Dare I say, sometimes it approaches satisfaction and even bliss. I find myself most satisfied after I mow the grass. Mowing is something I can control, and so just like my dad, I mow in a carefully managed circle, keeping the leftmost wheels on the outer edge of the unmowed grass, and by god, it feels good to cut something down to size.

Weeding's not so bad either, for some reason--either weed-eating or pulling by hand. It's a real trip to yank out a big freaking weed that looks like a plant. And it is *work*, y'all. But it's the kind of work I don't mind. Again, probably a control thing.

The previously discussed downspout and gutter (gutteral?) issues are now taken care of, and it really was no big sweat to call our handyman dude again, get him out here, and have him finish what he didn't finish before. And he didn't gouge us.

If any of y'all reading this are thinking about buying a house, I say do it. But...home ownership is never done. It's like some of my old jobs; I'll never fully get on top of it.