My mind these days is full of mortgages and 203(k) loans and all sorts of grown-up-y considerations like that. Soon, Lord willing, I will be one of the landed gentry! Benefits to owning a house are myriad. Among them:

1) I can put anything in my house, or throw anything away. ::dizzy with power::

2) Someday, I can ask someone to be Mrs. Jakeb Brasee without also asking her to be Homeless.

3) I can use my house as a base of operations, and dedicate the space to serving God (even the Gryphon Room).

I suspect that a Land-owning Ninja Gentleman enjoys unique advantages and suffers unique penalties. But what might those be? Certainly, a house will limit me geographically. It will also consume a chunk of time and money. But within my limited range I will have a more solid presence. I will be able to help solve problems that require a donation of Space — a silent, empty gift of terrific usefulness!

Offering a room to a sister would be, I think, improper…unless I vacate the house and live in a bin! I could do that. But I could do other things too, such as provide storage, take care of puppies, host secret meetings and family-of-God get-togethers (FIVE-HYPHEN-COMBO!!!).

I’ll have to wait and see. In the meantimes, dear Internet, why don’t you tell me? What uses might a big ol’ brick box have, for serving one’s sisters?