In our very grown-up pursuit of home ownership in May of 2003, we searched through real estate listings of condos because they seemed to be all that we could afford. Concerned that Dominic and his hobbies couldn't be contained in a condo, we were elated to see a listing for a house. Yes, the picture the seller selected seemed unconventional, and yes, it seemed impossibly small, but it was a house! Despite the fact that it was filled to the brim with junk and in such a state of disrepair that our realtor had to wait outside to prevent an allergic reaction, the house charmed us right away. I signed my name on many pieces of paper that I didn't really read, and the house was ours. Dominic bought me my first tool belt and assured me that he had acquired handyman skills working alongside his dad. We planned to continue living in our rental while the major work was done, which we estimated would take about three months.
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