Nope. Our HOA is pretty permissive. I’m sure they’ve done some actual disciplinary stuff but mostly they seem to be "C’mon guys… we really need you to pay your dues… please?
Though apparently they’ve given up due to a handful of houses and just send them to collections after a couple of months.
I had hoped to not live in an HOA, and this one was a surprise not disclosed until the 11th hour, but they honestly exist mostly to pay the snow plows each winter.
ITA. My last one actually provided a value for what they charged us (swimming pools, workout facilities), but when it came to enforcing rules (such as, yeah you’ve got to mow your lawn at least once in the summer) they were all like “Here’s a list of 42 steps we need to go through before we can begin enforcement. We’re currently on Step 0.” When I moved again, I made efforts (and was successful) to avoid one. I still live amongst idiots, but at least I don’t have to pay an extra $90 a month to do so.
A prior boss (and actuary) got named treasurer of his HOA. It was a swim/tennis community, so there were amenities that went along with the dues. There were lots of houses where people never paid, some many years in arrears. After many letters, he started putting liens on their houses. That stirred up a ton of aggravation for him, but he did fix the problem.
The waitress at the diner didn’t call me “honey”, “luv”, “sweetie”, etc. And my gf was sitting right across from me!!!
I have feelings and needs too, ya know. 
Stupid allergies are awakening.
Just mother nature’s way of saying i need more snot.
It is snot.
Hello, Flonase, my old friend. 
I’m having a bad couple of days.
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Got a plumbing leak. Ugh. It’s a drain in the oldest remaining bathroom, so I’ve pinpointed it. Worst case we have to rip out the tub and flooring to re-pipe it all, which means basically renovating the whole bath at that point.
I was hoping to do the porch and get to this in a year or two. Not the end of the world if I have to do the bath now but we haven’t started picking out materials or anything.
Adulthood sucks.
“Curb stop is broken…please allow 30-45 days for repair”
No one wants to obsess about quilts when I want to obsess about quilts.
I have an awoken-from-nap-too-soon headache blaring behind my temples. IYKYK.
Ah the joys of homeownership. Hang in there
I love old houses. The challenge is that it’s also 3,100 or 3,200 finished sq ft. My advice: you can buy a big house, or an old house, but a big, old house gets expensive quickly!
Can’t wait to see estimates for restoring (I think) 26 windows and having new wooden storm windows built. I may DIY the latter, storms are pretty simple.
You need more rizz, no cap.
When my parents had their old three layer window systems replaced (screen, storm, regular window) they just put in screen and window.
They replaced the screen doors with storm doors though because they like doors open and let light in through the storm doors in the winter
So all but two of my windows are original (1912) and I will keep them, just get them all fixed up. They are solid, just tired. But they have the individual lights and the wavy glass, replacement windows wouldn’t look right and cost me if I sold the house. I’m a snob. So we will tune them up and add storms for efficiency, good deal.
My wooden front door is original and I will fix that up a bit myself. And replace the metal storm door with a fancy wood/glass one. With the new covered porch it won’t see much weather. The metal one doesn’t look right. Snob.