Bought this house a good few months ago.
There's no denying that it's a fixer upper. We didn't realize how much so until we actually moved in.
The previous owner was in bad shape. And I'm not saying that lightly. He was in really BAD shape. In and out of the hospital, had one lung, half of his heart, hanging on a thread pretty much. He couldn't move around in the house anymore. The stairs became his enemy, there were handicap safety rails in the bathrooms, it was just a huge hazard for him.
So, we bought it. We bought it at a steal. And that's where all the bullshit begins.
THERE'S SO MUCH WORK THAT NEEDS TO BE DONE IN THIS HOUSE.
And we're DIYing this summumabitch.
God have mercy on our souls. Please.