Today we roll from an overnight pit stop in Greensboro, NC, to Norfolk, VA — a place we called home for 6 years, from 2004-2010. In fact, we still own the house we called home there, and we’ll be checking in with our tenants and doing some maintenance work while we’re in town this month.
The recent heavy rains did not flood the basement (this time), but the master bathroom took on a fair amount of water through a leaky ceiling. Classic bad timing: roof replacement, which we’d scheduled because of that leak (not the first, but merely the latest in our 103-year-old house) started just before the rains hit, and had to be abandoned because of them. Whee.
Shit like this is but one of many reasons I truly dislike home ownership. We’d really like to get down to just. one. home.