When I graduated from college, I was the first person in my family to get a degree and I had two paths in front of me. I could take some time off and apply for graduate school or I could go ahead and put some roots down in Iowa City by buying a house. Within a few months, my parents helped me to purchase a house and my girlfriend and roommate moved from our apartment to the house. For many years I regretted buying the house, I thought it was the first step to denying myself the opportunity to further educate myself and perhaps do something I really loved which is write. I always thought I would end up living in San Francisco and becoming a smug intellectual. The other regret was that perhaps I chose the house over the opportunity to really test myself; no one wants to fail, and if I did not every try, then maybe I would never know.
With a house, comes responsibility, which any young person in their twenties is going to hate. A house means you have a mortgage, insurance, taxes, house maintenance, tools you have to buy in order to do that maintenance, basically things break all the time. Windows break, lawn mowers are terrible to maintain, furnaces need replacing, roofs leak, and my personal dread is plumbing problems! In the beginning you are young and determined, you think Sears has all the tools you need, just start buying some and fix it yourself. Black and Decker has those books that show you how to fix a faucet, (now you have YouTube as well that you can watch how the professionals do it). As I got older, my patience would become shorter, and I started to take a hammer to everything. You’ll find that nothing quite fits right once you take it apart, or it does not screw in tightly, or it is too short or too long, and in the case of plumbing, yeah it still leaks! Eventually you do need to hire a professional for some things like roofs or a new furnace.
This leads me to the other great nuisance, when you own a home everyone is trying to sell you something. People show up at your door all the time to sell you meat, popcorn, candy, carpet cleaning, new windows, and of course a new God. My favorite was when a nice lady knocked on my door to sell me the Internet. She was from the phone company and was inquiring to see if I wanted to get this new technology called DSL instead of using my reliable 56k modem connection. I actually did signup for it, so the phone company got what they wanted that day.
Although I live in Iowa, we live in a midsize town and so I have neighbors like most people who live in larger cities. For the most part I have been very lucky. My neighbors are awesome people. We say hello to each other when outside and we help each other out every so often when our cars get stuck in the snow or there’s a bad storm and we have to pick up broken branches. For the most part we live our lives and we mine our own business. I can’t say this is the case for everyone, there are times when you can have neighbors who you don’t get along with for whatever personal reasons, but I can’t really say that is my case. I have a big snow blower and when I can, I clean up my neighbors sidewalks. It helps them out and it only takes me a few extra minutes.
At this time, my oldest son lives with his girlfriend in northern Iowa. The middle son lives a mile away in his own apartment and is close to finishing college. Our youngest is a teenager and is the only one left living at home. What seemed like a small house for a family of five and one dog, seems a little empty. Nowadays, I very rarely try to fix anything in the house. Ironically the garage is filled with tools that I don’t have any inclination to use any time soon. I change light bulbs and maybe attempt on occasional faucet repair, but for the most part I’d rather hire someone to fix most things.
