So, the daughter came early, maybe a week after this post, and we learned she was likely to come early right around this time, so I’m still digging myself out.
I think being able to make home problems your landlord’s problem is one of the most underappreciated aspects of NOT owning your own home, and yeah, I miss that. I remember buying my condo five days before knee surgery back in 2013, and one month later having a kitchen sink clog that ultimately necessitated a plumber (long story, it involved a lot of dental floss from a prior owner, I’m not quite as inept as this makes it sound), and trying to troubleshoot a clogged kitchen sink with my knee in a full immobilization brace really made me miss my old landlord (who was indeed irish, and defied all the shitty slumlord stereotypes by being a pretty decent guy, and being pretty responsive for us because he also knew we generally took care of the place, and mowed our own lawn/trimmed our own hedges/that kind of stuff).
The new place IS amazing, though and the back yard has a patio with a kitchen counter and built in Big Green Egg smoker that I’ve been using the shit out of the last week or so. \m/