Seven years ago, I purchased a 1918 Craftsman cottage that I initially hated. The house was far from what I envisioned for a home, and with its dated charm and in need of significant repairs, I found myself wondering if I had made a mistake. But at the time, the price was right—just $56,000 for the house, an acre of land, beautiful gardens, and several outbuildings. Not to mention, there was also a 4,000-square-foot brick building across the street that I now use to house my shop goods and a cat sanctuary for overflow felines.
At first, the cottage felt like a burden more than a blessing. However, despite the challenging start, I could see the potential. I made the decision to take on the monumental task of renovating it myself—and not just as a weekend project. I poured my heart and soul into this house with no real budget to speak of, relying on creativity, resourcefulness, and sheer determination.
The process was long and difficult. Countless hours, not to mention blood, sweat, and tears, were spent on transforming the cottage into a space that felt like home. Every corner and every surface demanded attention. Whether it was the flooring, the old plumbing, or the outdated wiring, every step forward was both rewarding and taxing. But over the years, something amazing began to happen—the house that once felt like a weight has slowly become a place I truly love.
Through every renovation, I’ve developed a new appreciation for the house. It went from a space that didn’t resonate with me at all to a home filled with character, personality, and warmth. The Craftsman-style architecture, which I once thought of as antiquated, has slowly revealed its charm. From the rich woodwork to the inviting porches, I’ve learned to love every detail of the cottage that I once found so frustrating.
Along the way, I discovered the joys of upcycling and DIY projects. I worked on everything from refinishing wood floors to restoring the house’s original windows. There was even a time when I could hardly tell whether the progress was worth the effort. But now, as I look around, I see a space that reflects my own personal growth and hard work.
The journey has not been without challenges. But the house has become more than just a building; it’s a symbol of resilience and transformation. I’ve learned to appreciate the process, the setbacks, and the small victories. The beauty of the home is no longer just in its physical transformation but in the memories and experiences that have shaped it.
Though it wasn’t an easy road, I’ve come to realize that this 1918 Craftsman cottage is now more than I could have ever imagined. It’s not just a house—it’s a place that I’ve nurtured and cared for, a reflection of both my love for the space and the hard work that went into making it a true home.
While the renovation is not quite finished, I’m proud of how far it’s come. The cottage may not be perfect, but it’s my perfect place, filled with years of effort, countless memories, and, most importantly, love. Every time I step inside, I’m reminded that even the most unlikely beginnings can lead to something beautiful.
