So, I did a thing… like a really big thing. Not only did I buy my first home, but I bought a fixer upper. After I walked into my home and popped a bottle of champagne, I sat on the green carpeted stairs. Yes, you read that right. I said “green carpeted stairs.” I looked around at the wavy floors, the popcorn ceiling, and the million other issues—both cosmetic and structural. I thought, “What did I just do?” I have absolutely no skills when it comes to operating tools, and clearly that was a requirement for purchasing this home. When I was a kid, I always remembered my dad fixing…