Matilda, you hurt me so

When I am in a procrastination lets-dream-about-the future kind of mood, one of my favorite things to do is look at houses online. Ever since I was a little kid I've loved houses; I would draw up my own design plans, go to home shows, and page through design and architecture books. I still waste way to much time drooling over design blogs, wishing and hoping. But hey, I accept that I'm in law school right now, and in a fit of craziness have located myself on the opposite coast from my beloved Oregon. So buying a house just isn't anywhere close to reality right now.

But every now and again I come across a house that just breaks my heart. This house is one of those. I named her Matilda - she's just a tad old fashioned and quirky but all she needs is a little love to shine. She's all I could ever want in a house, with her big open porch, retro stylings, and forested backyard. Sure the place could use a little help to recover from some poor choices in its past, but ist nothing we couldn't work out together. And the part that just twists a knife around in my stomach? The monthly payments for this beauty are just about how much we pay in rent for our shoebox studio. This lawschool thing so better be worth all this.