A Home of My Own*

I've done it. I've bought a house, after talking about it for FIVE years. I did it.

I'm an extrovert - yes, I can talk to people easily - BUT that's not what that means, being an extrovert means I process my thoughts outloud, usually to others. Therefor, when I'm considering something, I have to talk about it (ALOT) before I'm able to do it. Rarely are people surprised by my actions. Mainly because I've been talking about it too much.

But enough about me. Here's my house. I close on the 12th so it's not officially mine yet but we're pretty darn close. So I'm getting really excited. The past couple of weeks, I've been really nervous but now, I'm excited and picking out paint colors.

It's a great old house with hardwood floors, crown moldings, and chair rails. It also has a 1970's laminate floor kitchen, an unfinished attic, and a back door that won't latch without a lock. And I love it.

This isn't all my pictures and I obviously have some work to do but I'm excited and I'm sure my posts will start to have a DIY home improvement vibe to them. But I promise, no Toolman Taylors around here.

*or to steal from a friend, "The Most Adult Thing I've Ever Done"