A real house.
My own place.
Terrifying yet way-too-exciting-to-even-think-twice-about-it!
And the mortgage payment is cheaper (by a couple hundred) than the monthly rent at the up-to-my-standards apartments I looked at. That just seems.. indecent. But I'm glad it worked out that way!
It's a one-bedroom in Birmingham. My favorite thing about it is that my next door neighbor actually grew up in this house. He came over while we were working one day to introduce himself - he knows everything about that house, and could recall some great stories. It gives the house so much more spirit! There's also a huge pecan tree in the back. Who's makin' pie?
