Last week I closed on a 130-year old house. I have always loved old houses and wanted one. Now I am starting to move in and terror is creeping in. I am a divorced single mom, and have been renting a modern apartment for the last three years. I live in New England, and I can’t stop thinking about what happens if the ancient furnace breaks, or if I can’t afford oil, or if the global supply of oil runs out. When I made an offer, all I could see was the charm and beauty of the old house, now all I seem to notice are the potential hazards, things that need to be fixed, and the too few electrical outlets. My children don’t like it, they say it is creepy and sketchy, and I worry that they will never be able to think of it as home. Even though I got a good price for this house in the current market, I can’t help thinking that three years ago the house probably would have sold for 2/3 what I paid for it, and I worry that I have foolishly overpaid for a money pit that I will continue to regret. Im just really being swamped my my doubts right now, at a time when there really is no turning back, and if there is anything anyone can say to help reinforce that I have made a good choice, and that thinks will probably be ok, I’d appreciate it.