So I am off to a slow start and meant to post yesterday but we had a flood in the basement. Its been worse but its always still nervewracking. However, in spite of all the trials and tribulations of homeownership, I really love my house. I love the idea that its mine and I can do whatever I want with it. I love the idea that in paying taxes I also give back to the community. I love that we are building equity and something of value for the kids to inherit. I wish we had done it sooner. Still I am so grateful and often wonder how we would be living during this time in the old apartment. While I sometimes miss it, the extra space and bathrooms here definitely make up for the lack of scenery. In my heart of hearts, I really want another property in some remote area where I have even more room and room to grow my own food – something that’s become really important to me now, especially during this pandemic.

Homeownership isn’t easy – nothing of value ever is. But I am so grateful to be able to say with hard work and sacrifice we now own our own home.