So, remember when I said I wanted a house and then I went and bought one? Yeah...that turned out to be a bust. I moved in November, and a month later this is how I felt:
Turns out houses are kind of a pain in the ass, and I didn't like living alone. So after sticking it out for a few months, I called my realtor, put it on the market, and sold it in 8 hours. I closed on it on Monday, signed the papers, handed over the keys, and have been sleeping like a baby since.
My old housemate has welcomed be back with open arms, so things are just back to what they were before I got this whole wild crazy house idea in my head. I know most people don't buy and sell houses in a four month time span, but I wasn't happy and I didn't want to keep on not being happy. I was lucky to have a place to move back to so I just decided to be done with it, call it a lesson learned, and move on.
I just got my sewing room set up again, so we'll be back to our normal programming around here soon. In the meantime, I've been enjoying getting settled back in my little rented space. Rented, NOT owned. That's a much better fit for me right now!