Merry Maid?

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Buying your own home, definitely your first one, is a life changing experience. Getting moved in and settled an acquaintance of any who move. When the dust settles though, the difference between renting and owning becomes very clear. On the bad side, a sudden realization that one is now the captain of the ship. If the ship starts taking on water, becomes engulfed in flames, or simply stops working, the primary and perhaps only one to fix that is the captain who is now you. It is frightening. They no longer teach shop to any competent level, and did not do so when I was attending high school. Further, being raised by a single woman, mostly, offered about as much education in this department as, say, it advanced my knowledge of cutting diamonds. This is a responsibility for a very expensive house and plot of land. Few of you know anyone who could buy it with cash, move in, and maintain their cash flow and lifestyle. Where it is located does not allow that without independent wealth, for one of many other reasons.

The better part of the equation is nothing minor itself. Now, when I see dust somewhere such as the cupboard I just looked in, I realize not only will I not be moving from it, I realize it is my responsibility. But, too, I can change it. If the cupboard is old, I can replace it. I even have a place to begin gathering tools to do so, perhaps even build my own, and I have the freedom to run any tools I wish. If I make a mistake while fixing something, I have no one to potentially hassle me about it. I can fix it in my good time. This is, after all, my ship.

The world is big. It is huge. So is even something as seemingly small as a home. The possibilities are endless, but money, time, knowledge, and the energy to make changes or even repair minor flaws is not. I do not think people can be ready to own a house, to a degree. If they are financially prepared, that is probably as good as it gets. Even a construction worker or plumber would have great problems, more so than me in many ways. Even with knowledge, they still have to work to make the money to pay the bills and so would be much more time constrained, along with personal energy finances and the will to make changes. I can learn. I have time. And, to a decent degree, I have money. I have to think that buying a house, roughly, fits in there with getting married and then having children. We cannot be ready. We can only be interested enough to get in over our heads and then make our way to the bank of the river and finally take the plunge.

Work is going along fairly well today. A few tasks have been completed. After this little gig on the intratubez, I will do a bit more. Something that simply seems to be intractable, however, is dealing with the tax rebate. It is something I will need help with and I have no idea who to even ask. I know few know enough to be helpful. I know the help offered may actually be less helpful than others, and possibly harmful. I am not sure what to do with this mess, right now, today. So, I go on to other things until I figure out how to get that going.

I think the watering system is the next job. After that, boxes and packing material will be tended. With more counter space due to the dishes and silverware having been handled, I will be in a good space to begin unpacking and cleaning more of the kitchen wares, creating more boxes and packing material to be tended, and adding to a bit of a difficulty with where to put everything as is, but slowly whittling down the unknowns and opening up floor space. I have a lot of cupboard and pantry space, compared to what it might seem. And yet I have so much in the way of kitchen wares, that space management becomes a little complicated for me. Add in my inability to negotiate the work and art of arranging things, and, well... think of a kitten with a ball of yarn and the endless possibilities. Try as we might, it is a fight the cat, and myself, cannot quite win. *big pleading sorrowful eyes* *HELP!* Oh well, Mom is arriving soon. Once set up I can, mostly, keep it that way. Merry Maid was the question? No matter what home ownership is doing to me, that is one thing I will never become. Though, on the flip side, a group I may need to call. *hiss*

Still, with the late start, doodling, and waking up, today looks to be a successful low-key workday. And that is good. I should rise and conquer, again. So, I will.

Later.