I've been suspicious of my own self and my bipolar tendencies ever since my grandfather was diagnosed with this illness. Well, it wasn't three cars, but I did buy a house this summer--slightly manic, yes. My recent conversation with this patient made it clear, however, that I am in no way bipolar.
No, it wasn't mania that led me to purchase a house. I just wanted to take care of something, to be responsible for something--and I was done with landlords, and I thought I could get a good ROI. Most everyone feels this way (responsibility/care) at one point or another in their life; and the traditional response to such a desire is to get a pet. Right? And how likely am I to do the traditional? Hence, the house.
Medical school is not the best occupation for someone interested in hobbies and such :) but here is a start at documenting some of the care I get to provide, outside of the clinics:
A couple of the doors in the house wouldn't shut. And I noticed they had the original door hinges from 1880. The doors needed some adjusting and the hinges just needed some cleaning (many hours of boiling and wire brushing/beeswaxing).
And after taking 140 yrs of paint and gunk off:
PS does anyone have any suggestions on bathroom tiles? Quick, I'm gonna do that soon!
5 comments:
WHAT?!? You bought a house!?!?? That's amazing! Congrats!
Whoa. You didn't put those lovely hinges back on the door, did you?
they are gorgeous!
OK, I told Hannah today how embarrassed I always am for being your most dedicated reader but I can't stay silent about this one. This is so great!! Did I mention I have a degree (or two) in this sort of thing? I am so excited for you. Congratulations.
Those hinges are amazing!!! Well done. Can't wait to see the bathroom tiles.
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