::shudder:: We’re thinking about it. We’re doing preliminary stuff. I’m probably not supposed to talk about it, like a first trimester pregnancy. But I’m terrified and excited and ohmygod renovating (shhh can’t afford that) and ohmygod planting things (shhh it snows 8 months out of the year) and ohmygod NOT HAVING TERRIBLE NEIGHBORS AND LANDLORDS….well that part’s kinda true and awesome.

But…like…I feel like I’m still twelve most of the time, so this level of adulting feels fraudulent and wrong. But the appeal of being able to have a nice place for people to stay (ahem…cough cough) and the ability to, like, paint if I want to is just too tempting.

So if anyone wants to kick me, like $20k for a down payment….?