Not really a beginning...

So it's like this.

Born here.
(In the local hospital, actually.)
Grew up here in a typical family, four kids.
I never left.

Now I get to keep this old boat afloat. The title of the blog, "It's Always Something" refers to the fact that every time I turn around there is something else broken. And often it's something really peculiar.

I've been a fan of houseblogs for a couple of years. Every blog I read is so positive and inspiring. They are always fresh starts, rebirths for an old neglected house, a first home. Very uplifting.

Well, this is going to be about annoying home repairs, from a grumpy point of view. You see, the "previous owners" are US. Nobody to blame for the bad remodeling decisions but Dad.

And did I mention that my repairs and rehabbing will NOT involve contractors. Oh, I WISH! But I am pennyless, pretty much. And unfortunately handy with tools, since the house has been in a constant state of decay since as long as I can remember. I don't think it was EVER new. So I have to do it all myself, with an occational hand from my older sister, and my boyfriend.

Next post, I will write out some of the history of this old dump.
I really do love my house! :)