What Was I Thinking?

It hit me. Today. I am a homeowner.

The light in the utility room doesn't work. I changed both light bulbs. Still doesn't work. The fan in the hall bathroom doesn't work. I flipped the switch--two, three times. Still doesn't work. The lock on the front door sticks. I cursed at it--two, three times. Still doesn't work.

Then I talked to a friend who told me about a crazy dream about water dripping down a wall and the paint bubbling and she thought (in her dream) "I'll have to call the rental company." It hit me. No rental company. No one but us to fix the utility room light fixture, the bathroom fan problem, the sticking front door lock. No one. But us.

And, we're no Bob Villa.

L.