Two evenings ago, I opened the box of my Westville, which I purchased at a half-price sale at HBS. I looked at the sheets of cutouts and the instructions, blenched, and closed the box.

I had been jonesing to build a new dollhouse–one look, and I decided to go on with my room by room rebuild of the big house! I will do the Westville, but I will have to take several deep breaths first. After the Westville, the Beacon Hill beckons. Oh me.