I am the proud, new owner of a wee little house. Because I am a graduate student, my budget did not encompass anything bigger than 500 square feet, but I have had the itch to have my own little piece of heaven for a while now, so when the opportunity presented itself, I took it. I will be using this space to chronicle my adventures in home-ownership, particularly in do-it-yourself-land (because who can afford to hire someone to do it for you? Not this girl). If we're honest, this blog will probably also turn into a cooking/ reading/ gardening/ generally commenting on the finer things in life sort of blog, but being a member of the propertied class - the landed aristocracy or ruling elite, as I like to think of it - is what I'm particularly exercised about these days.
The blog title is what my great-aunt Allie has taken to calling the new chez moi. There have been some jokes made about the size of my castle. Now, I will be the first to admit that it's small (22 feet square, to be exact), but it's mine, and it's just right for me. I am in the process of refinishing the (original, old-growth oak!) hardwood floors, then I'm hoping to move in by my birthday in mid-February. Come in, come in!