the way you describe it, it sounded pretty shady. half-assed repairs are terrible, I've learned. Our house is 40 years old, and we have plenty of issues that translate to my dad spending at least a few hours every week fixing. Just replaced these glass windows in the garage door that had been broken with some clear acrylic... weekend before that, we replaced two doors on the shed attached to the back of the house that had rotted out. The wiring is mostly ok, but the plumbing can be a nightmare sometimes - my parents' shower leaks and no plumber can fix it. There's a fake air vent in my bedroom, where there are some troublesome pipes, and we had so many issues that we just installed a big rectangular vent, so there's just 2 screws to take out, and you can fix the pipes, without cutting any more sheetrock. Replaced all the windows with nice double-pane ones a few years ago, and also installed ceiling fans in the bedrooms. 2 weeks ago, the kitchen sink faucet was loose, and we had to spend about 2 hours under the sink in this impossible-to-reach spot trying to tighten a bolt. My brother's foot slipped off the brake while pulling into the garage last year, so there's a big hole in the sheetrock of the garage wall. Luckily, we had put our old kitchen cabinets (my dad and I spent MONTHS installing new kitchen cabinets ourselves, to save $$$) along the wall of the garage, and they absorbed most of the impact, so the wall is structurally fine, just cosmetically a mess. 3 weeks ago, I spent an hour trying to fix the electric garage door opener, which was a 1968 Sears special. Houses are a pain, but I guess the nice thing is that when you improve them, you keep it. I don't care nearly as much about the places I live now, because I know that in a year, I'll be living somewhere else, and I'll get fined if I paint it or drill holes in the wall or anything. My curtain rod is contraband.