Front Porch Note No. 1
The Sprinkler
My first real lesson in homeownership wasn't about interest rates or equity. It was a sprinkler that needed fixing.
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I remember digging around a sprinkler and thinking, “Now what?” There wasn't a landlord to call. There wasn't somebody else who owned the problem.
So I went to Home Depot, figured it out, and fixed it.
It sounds small. But it mattered. I wasn't just living in somebody else's house anymore. I was taking care of my home.
That's one of the funny things about owning a home. Responsibility and pride show up together. Sometimes they're the same thing.