so the boy and I have been house hunting for the past month, and I never realised how hard this would be. you think you find the one but it's to small, you think it looks nice in photo's but it smells like old lady.
then you find it. the one. but it's still a waiting game...
still I've been merrily wallowing in my own dream world of modern décor and kitchen designs, and matching his and her towels. yes, I'm sad to be doing this at 19 years of age, but I love it, I was born a housewife and won't be happy until I'm baking pies and cakes in a lovely kitchen, clad in my pinny, hair tied up in a chignon...I'm getting a wee bit carried away aren't I!
I was definitely born in the wrong era!
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