Who is the "Harried Happy Homeowner"? If you're reading this, it's probably you; and, you likely own a home needing some minor repairs. But, I digress.
Our father, Brad, was probably not the first "Harried Happy Homeowner". However, he always enjoyed welcoming each of his four sons into the "Harried Happy Homeowner's Club" when we bought our first home. I became a member of the "club" when my wife and I bought a 1921 bungalow in Des Moines, IA. I was 23 years old and we had our first child, a son, with us; our first daughter was also born to us while living in that house.
We loved that old house, with it's solid gold oak wood work and floors, large brick fireplace, wide front porch, large sash windows, a cute little breakfast nook in the kitchen, and a huge tree in the front yard... like a Norman Rockwell painting. Not to forget, it also had crumbling mortar between the bricks, hollow exterior walls without insulation, a gravity furnace from the Dark Ages (no blower fan), no air conditioning, peeling paint on the lap siding, and more cockroaches than you can imagine... did I say we loved that old house? With an FHA loan, it was only $750 down!
And, my father said, "Welcome to the Harried Happy Homeowners Club!"