My rule is that it goes back less fucked than it came out
Sometimes it’s not by much, but it still happens
Which is why I’m pissed my FIL redid my kitchen light switch without me there: it came out broken, went in the way he likes, and now half my kitchen doesn’t work and I cant figure out the fucking arcane bullshit the original guy did to fix it
This is why I jumped at the chance to buy my parents’ old house when they moved out. Not only were they giving me a good deal, but I knew how my dad took care of the place and that I wasn’t buying a fire hazard or worse.
I weep for whoever bought my parents old house. My dad left so much half-assed shit that’s going to break again for them to find. Hell he’s already done a number on their new house and that’s just what I can see walking through. I’m probably going to inherit that one…
Home ownership is for people who DIY.
I’ve fixed enough things myself to realise that most things are broken because the previous owners also fixed it themselves.
And thus the cycle continues anew
My rule is that it goes back less fucked than it came out
Sometimes it’s not by much, but it still happens
Which is why I’m pissed my FIL redid my kitchen light switch without me there: it came out broken, went in the way he likes, and now half my kitchen doesn’t work and I cant figure out the fucking arcane bullshit the original guy did to fix it
This is why I jumped at the chance to buy my parents’ old house when they moved out. Not only were they giving me a good deal, but I knew how my dad took care of the place and that I wasn’t buying a fire hazard or worse.
I weep for whoever bought my parents old house. My dad left so much half-assed shit that’s going to break again for them to find. Hell he’s already done a number on their new house and that’s just what I can see walking through. I’m probably going to inherit that one…