I ran my hand over the new kitchen countertop, feeling the smooth surface and marveling at the black marbled pattern that seemed to complete the look of the room. Why didn’t I make this change sooner, I thought, checking the clock to see how soon the realtor would be arriving.
I had lived in the house for just over four years. Four years of home repairs and landscape projects. Four years of mowing the lawn, cleaning the gutters, and shoveling snow. Four years of realizing that home ownership as a 40-something single woman was a little more than I was willing to manage.Continue Reading