If I wanted a backyard guest house, how deep would my pockets need to be? Ha, I hear you on the salvage yard rabbit hole—my garage still smells like ...

Ain’t that the truth. I swear, owning a house built before 1920 means every permit turns into a history lesson—city inspector wanted to “preserve the ...

I totally get that “modifying history” feeling—when I swapped out the original 1920s mortise lock on my place, I half expected a ghostly architect to ...

Keypad buttons wearing out is my biggest gripe too—especially when you’ve got a house that’s seen more birthdays than your grandma. I put a Schlage on...

Redecorate every season? My 1920s living room would probably faint at the thought. I swear, these old houses have opinions—move a chair and suddenly t...

I've been tempted by direct-drives, but honestly, as someone living in a creaky old historic house, the garage opener noise is the least of my worries...

Nice move with the railing height—inspectors can get a bit carried away sometimes. I've had similar run-ins restoring my old Victorian. One inspector ...

Honestly, newer homes aren't always safer bets. My cousin's deck was barely five years old when it started sagging—turns out the builder cut corners b...

Haha, I wish my biggest problem was blinds at 3 AM. My old house is convinced it's haunted or something—smart lights randomly flickering, thermostat d...