Nailed It: Update
It’s been, I don’t know, a couple of months since I showed you a sneak peek at the project I was working on to hang
It’s been, I don’t know, a couple of months since I showed you a sneak peek at the project I was working on to hang
Here’s a little look at life on the farm these days. During the week, farm chores start before the sun comes up, but on the
If you guys are keeping track of the days you know that this should technically be a post about my lack of progress on the
Sometimes I have this vision of one day using my Sundays for rest and relaxation, and then a minute later I remember that this is
If Jane Austen wrote a book about me: It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single girl in possession of a small farm must
If you’re wondering how an all-out paint covered mess of a human being starts to put her life back together after a year of 150-year-old
The scene Friday afternoon as Bubs waits for his new friends to arrive… Matt, from the Humane Society of Huron Valley, was remarkable throughout this
In this case, the word “love” is open to creative interpretation. Like “takes pleasure in my pain” or “hates my guts.” You know that for
It’s Wednesday confession time! That’s right, it’s the point in the week where I shuffle my feet, hang my head in shame, and admit that
Sarah said last week that the best thing about our Dueling DIY challenge is that it forces you to be at least a little accountable
I’m talking to one of my friends on the phone last night, and she ends the call by saying, “Hope everything works out okay with
So, this is Day One of a four-day weekend at the Liberty House. A mini-vacation that I originally intended to use to loll about the
This post is brought to you by 1.) insomnia, and 2.) twelve months of perspective. This is actually something that has been hanging around in
I know this is shocking, shocking to anyone who has read basically anything I’ve ever written on this website– most of which was composed under conditions
I mentioned on Monday that this week is the one-year anniversary of the most unexpectedly crazy-awesome thing I’ve ever done. Here’s how I intended to
I'm not interested in a mediocre life. I'm here to kick ass or die.
Back in 2004 I started writing about my adventures in fixing up houses on the internet. A lot of things have changed since then, with me, with my houses, and with the internet. These days I am basically a cranky old man trapped in a slightly less old woman’s body. The internet has changed and I am staunchly refusing to change with it. You won’t find any algorithms here, or feeds, or ads, or social media. Just good old-fashioned stories about a woman drinking beer and building shit, and living an unexpected life.
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