It’s been 20 years since my partner at the time and I bought a historic house on Beech Street in Farmville, Virginia, with the idea of rehabbing the almost 6,000 square foot house, built in 1837, to create a five-bedroom bed and breakfast. We worked on the project for more than two years before giving up and selling the property. It ultimately got the better of us. In the meantime, I’ve owned a top-floor loft in a 1950s office building on Peachtree Street in Midtown in Atlanta, as well as a modest 1950 ranch house in the Lindridge Martin Manor neighborhood, also in Atlanta. All of the projects have been “fixer-uppers.” A week ago, I closed on a property in the small Central Virginia community of Prospect, where I grew up in the 1970s and 1980s. The house was built in 1890, and the bones, as they say, are good, but, still, the renovation is, as in all of the other instances, a daunting project.