
The narrative follows a couple, dissatisfied with their cramped suburban home, as they embark on the journey of building their own house. They envision a perfect residence that accommodates their growing family and social life, leading them to seek a suitable plot of land. After much deliberation and compromise on their initial desires, they settle on a location that lacks some of their ideal features but is deemed convenient. They engage an architect, Mr. Penny, whose expertise quickly overwhelms them. The couple's differing visions for the house lead to humorous conflicts, particularly regarding room sizes and layouts. Despite their attempts to collaborate, they find themselves at the mercy of the architect's professional opinions, which dictate the dimensions and features of their future home. As construction begins, the couple grapples with the reality of their plans. The house appears smaller than expected, leading to further adjustments, particularly from the wife, who insists on enlarging certain rooms. The husband, feeling the pressure of costs, tries to maintain a budget, but the architect's estimates and the inevitable "extras" push expenses beyond their initial projections. Throughout the building process, the couple faces various challenges, including the need for a porch, which they had neglected to discuss with the architect. The husband learns the hard way about the pitfalls of construction contracts, as unexpected costs accumulate due to changes and additions they request. Once the house is completed, they encounter settling-in issues, such as smoke problems from the fireplace and safety concerns regarding their children's nursery windows. The wife’s initial enthusiasm wanes, but she remains engaged enough to address these issues, leading to further modifications. The story captures the complexities of homebuilding, the clash of personal desires, and the humorous misadventures that arise from the couple's attempts to create their ideal living space. Ultimately, it reflects on the challenges of domestic life and the compromises necessary in the pursuit of happiness.
By Thomas Hardy · Genre: Literary Fiction, Humor, Autobiographical · 3,614 words
My wife Sophia, myself, and the beginning of a happy line, formerly lived in the suburbs of London, in the sort of house called a Highly-Desirable Semidetached Villa. But in reality our residence was the opposite of what we wished it to be. We had no room for our friends when they visited us, and we were obliged to keep our coals out of doors in a heap against the back-wall. If we managed to squeeze a few acquaintances round our table to dinner, there was very great difficulty in serving it; and on such occasions the maid, for want of sideboard room, would take to putting the dishes in the staircase, or on stools and chairs in the passage, so that if anybody else came after we had sat down, he usually went away again, disgusted at seeing the remains of what we had already got through standing in these places, and perhaps the celery waiting in a corner hard by. It was therefore only natural that on wet days, chimney-sweepings, and those cleaning times when chairs may be seen with their legs upwards, a tub blocking a doorway, and yourself walking about edgeways among the things, we called the villa hard names, and that we resolved to escape from it as soon as it would be politic, in a monetary sense, to carry out a notion which had long been in our minds.
How I Built myself a House is listed on Textopian as a short story by Thomas Hardy, dated Date unknown.
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Autobiography · Self-Building · Literary Fiction · Coming-of-Age · Domestic Life · Personal Growth · Social Commentary · Realism · Victorian Era · English Literature · Memoir · Home Building