Why???

So, you might be wondering....why is a 57 yo building a dollhouse for herself? Actually, it's Cliff's fault. You'll find that when I am rationalizing, which I constantly do, that more often than not, it's Cliff's fault.  Not that "being at fault" is always a bad thing.  So, my husband and I are conversing about 2 months ago. "How would you like a dollhouse for Christmas?", says he. To which I reply, "What?". I mean, where did that come from?   "Well, I know you had one when I met you and you don't have one now and I need to get you something for Christmas...."  Well, I'm just shocked he thought about that. "No, it just takes too much time and space. I appreciate it, but I have too much on my plate now."  At the time, I was trying to finish a king size pre-Civil War quilt that I had foolishly started quilting by hand. Arghhh!  It's true...I did have a dollhouse 23 years ago. I think it must have been half scale, but I can't remember that much about it. I know it was a farmhouse that I painted yellow with white trim and installed working windows in.  Not a very expensive one, but I enjoyed making things to go in it. I lost it in the divorce. Yep, my ex asked for and was granted possession of my dollhouse. That's one of many reasons we're not married anymore - because that's the way he rolls. Anywhoooo...Now Cliff had me thinking of dollhouses. Googling dollhouses. Dreaming of dollhouses.  Obsession --- because that's the way I roll.  Yes, I did finish the handquilting first, it's on my bed now. I also bought a $29 kit for a 4 room "Orchid" house to experiment with.  This is my version of "Orchid".