When you sell a house, the buyers all negotiate as if they intended to do a gut renovation of the house. My house was designed, not so much to be a showcase, but to be a cheap place to live.
My house started life as a cinder block hunting cabin in the woods. The trappings of a house were superimposed in a couple of different renovations. Aluminum siding... what a great idea!
You could just sit out here in a cheap house, let it crumble around you and enjoy life.
I've never been much into home improvement. The girlfriend has been nagging me for several years to replace the windows in the back and, in theory, she's right. The decrepitude never bothered me.
Admittedly, my laissez faire attitude toward home maintenance has added up over the years and the house could use a redo.
Maybe I'll get into home improvement at my new digs, the in-law apartment with my daughter and son-in-law. Of course, I wouldn't have to do the work. My son-in-law has his own little crew.
I'm burrowing deeper into being a retired grandpa.