The Little House

I’ve had so many people ask over the last couple months….where’ve you been? Whatcha been up to?

I’ve been at the little house. Mostly.

And galavanting a little. (I’m always galavanting a little.)

Here’s the thing about me….I like to make things pretty.

Food.

Pictures.

Houses.

Furniture.

Clothing.

I like to bring things to life. Or give them a life. Turn them into something, someone will love.

Our  next door neighbors decided to sell their house, and they came to us asking if we wanted it.

There was very little conversation about it, and before we knew it, we owned two houses on the block.

Sooooo, I went to work. It was my project for the most part and I was more than happy and willing to do it. There are some things in your life that you discover about yourself along the way, sometimes most unexpectedly. Mine is that I love to fix things up. There is so much gratification in hard work, and seeing something that was soooo gross (like 15 years of dirt) come to life and become something beautiful. I painted it to match my house. Hence…. the name the “Little House” as it’s just a smaller version of my house. This little house, it changed me a bit. It was a project I mostly did by myself (I had a contractor do the big stuff, and of course there were a few things the other half helped with.), but by and large, I did it. And it felt good.  AND….want to do it again. And again. It was kind of addicting to me.

But it’s done, and I won’t lie, I was a little attached to the little house.  I’m kind of sad not to be there working anymore.

So, onto a new project! Whatever that may be!