It took me 37 years, but I finally managed to buy my own home. I always dreamed of fixing up my own house, which is very good because with my budget, a fixer upper was basically a requirement.
I ended up with an odd little raised ranch in the middle of the woods that looks like a German fairy tale cottage on the outside, but takes you straight into 1976 on the inside. (Cue the green shag carpet, yellow counters and avocado fridge).
So I figured I’m going to be busy renovating, decorating, crafting, gardening, budgeting and generally DIYing the crap out of stuff, so I figured I’d share my successes (and failures).
The Introduction to My Home, Sweet Home: Once Upon a Midcentury