I’ve been busy since
Christmas and went on hiatus to focus on my “life” instead of sporadic blog
posts. In December I decided to plunge head first into chronic debt and I bought
a house. Like, an actual house. On
land. I own property. It’s pretty insane. I was so absurdly excited about it
for about a month. Then the excitement turned into the stark realization that
someone who hates housekeeping is probably a bad candidate for homeownership –
but it’s too late. Really, though, I fucking love my little house. It’s so
bright, and quiet, and lovely. I complain about cleaning it (I swear, the first
two weeks I was there it felt like all I did was mop), but I don’t regret my
decision at all.
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| I'm not actually going to post a picture of my house on the internet. Instead here is a picture of my driveway and lots of snow. |
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