Oh, I know. I'm doing it alone (divorced). It's satisfying, but a pain in the ass sometimes. I spent 2 years in an apartment after the separation. I told a number of friends "Gotta get outta this apartment ASAP. I need a garden again, and I enjoy working on a house". Be careful. Sometimes you get what you asked for. Like this week: What should've been a 20 minute faucet washer replacement, for a total of 50 cents plus the little package of packing cord, has turned into a nightmare because the previous owner stripped half the fittings. Luckily, I have a plumbing store from heaven about 10 minutes away, where they always have all the answers, and every part known to man, even for really old houses. But still...I was planning on being a slob on the couch tomorrow. I guess not.