Friday, September 15, 2006

[Photo shows the Mausuleum at Castle Howard in Yorkshire, England. Only a handful of people have ever been allowed in this building and I count it as one of the most fabulous things that I've ever been fortunate enough to do, however, it's falling down, in complete disrepair and even the Howard family (one of the wealthiest tin the UK) can't afford to preserve it]

Home Therapy

I'm sure at some point in every new home buyer's mind they ask themselves, "Oh my God, what have I done?" But the truth is that my heart absolutely breaks when I see an old and run-down house or building, I think that's why I'm happy to be saving one at a time (in my own sort of slow and exhausting way).

I feel like it has quite literally been one thing after another since the day I moved in, but I've learned to give myself pep-talks and to seek out friends who completely understand what I'm going through. I have the rest of my life to perfect this house. Since I'm single {and open, but not looking for anyone since I'm only 24 and not yet desperate for a family}, my house is the love of my life. It's that sort of unselfish love too - no matter how many things break or go wrong, I still relish every day going home to something that is all mine and no one else's, that's such a marvelous feeling. It's a work in progress, but I'm slowly making it my own.
For now the biggest obstacle is: how do I fix things that need to be repaired (or better yet how do I find repair men and lawn-maintenance people that will drive to the middle of nowhere to take on jobs that are less than glamourous) and still have enough cash left over to buy what I want to create the house of my dreams?
So as always, I'm open to suggestions (especially from my designer friends) so take a look at what it looks like now and brainstorm about what I should name my new home.

"would you accompany me to the edge of the sea and help me tie up the ends of a dream, I love your soul, so would you go with me"

Monday, September 11, 2006

So my dream chair: Candice Olsen named it "Martin" but I think it should be named something more feminine, especially in pink - how about Donatella?