It’s no secret that having kids costs money. Remember when you could buy yourself nice things and just put them anywhere in your home? Yeah … GOOD TIMES.
Luckily kids eventually grow up and then you can put those nice things back in their places, right? ???? Hmm … think again. Instead of a curious toddler, you now have a full-grown teenager. Thought tantrums were bad? That’s child’s play compared to adolescent absentmindedness.
Teenagers hang on kitchen cabinets (why?!), leave the air conditioners on with the windows open (!!!), and never put tools back where they belong. Never mind the slamming of doors and breaking of dishes – and that’s just in the house. Smell your wallet burning? You might want to open your garage door before your new manual coup gets reversed into it.
And of course, their journey to self-discovery may include a house party — or several.
For all the expenses factored into homeownership, rarely do we consider the cost of teenagers. (That raises a good point: Does homeowners insurance cover teen angst?)
We asked our team members to admit their funniest and costliest confessions from their teenage years, and the responses they gave are priceless.
Scroll down to read them all. Have a story of your own that’s just too good not to share? Spill it on our @keep_by_framework Instagram with #BeforeIWasAHomeowner (bonus points if you tag your dad or dad-figure). Enjoy!
- “Dear Dad, remember that winter when you got a heating bill for over $1000 and you couldn’t figure out why? I have to confess: I slept with the window open every night that year. (Oh, and sorry that we called you Mr. Freeze ????)”
- “I just got my first water bill for my new home and I think it’s about time that I say this: I’m sorry. You were right. I didn’t need to take a 45-minute shower. How did you ever deal with me as a teenager?”
- “You know when I PROMISED those weren’t my footprints in the newly paved driveway? Yea … I lied. But you probably figured that out by now.”
- “Remember that time when grandma had a family of mice living in her kitchen? There were so many that you had to pay for an exterminator. Well, we thought they were our pets and we fed them every day! Lo Siento, papa”
- “That time that a family of raccoons somehow moved into the attic? You spent the entire weekend sealing all of the spaces and couldn’t figure out how they got in again and again? Well, I was going up there every night, opening the window to … well, never mind!”
- “Remember when you told me repeatedly not to hang on the kitchen cabinet? And then one day you went to open the pantry and the whole door came off? I blamed my little bro, but yeah, that was me. P.S. If my kids ruined my new kitchen cabinets, I would cry!”
- “I had no idea how much time you were actually spending on the lawn. How did you keep it so green? How did you have time for anything else? Why did I think you were out there because you wanted to be? My landscaper is charging me a fortune. Can you come over on Saturday to teach me how it’s done?”
One last thing before we let you go: Thank you again to all the parents and parental figures who tolerate so much, what would we do without you?