I know I should be ordering tile like, tomorrow, if I ever want to have a hot bath in my actual bathroom, but I’m still struggling over the look of…

At some point I’m going to want to be able to cook somewhere other than the back yard. Possibly. And that’s going to require doing some serious work to this…

Feel free to count “moving from my refinished 3 bedroom house into a half-finished one room gas station” among the things I thought I never be doing in my thirtieth…

As I find myself being slowly buried in a pile of blueprints, how-to books, torn-out magazine pages, and contractor’s licensing forms, I can’t decide if waiting until Spring to break-ground…

It’s about that time again. You know, the one where you find yourself buried under the oppressive weight of two million paint swatches? Yeah. I’m there. The good news is…