When I was growing up my Mom loved to talk about having this or that in her dream house. She waited a long time for that house or any house for that matter and I know she still has the perfect house living the back of her head. Ty and I were married 7 years before we bought our first house. That's a lot of apartments. I adored that house, partially just because it was my first, but it was a great house. I was heartbroken when we had to sell it to move here. It took me a long time to find a house that I wanted to purchase the second time around. I loved this one immediately, but when we first drove by it was priced far outside of our budget. So I looked at lots of other houses and I secretly pined for this one. Then, at the perfect moment, the price came down and we figured with some wheeling and dealing we might be able to talk it down to our level. Success! Fast forward two and a half years and lots of projects later. I love, and I mean LOVE my house. It's definitely a work in progress but is perfect for me at this point in my life. It is better than perfect. But you know what I 'd really like? A huge kitchen garden. There isn't a super good place for that in my current yard and Ty got to talking about how fun it would be to have 5 or 10 acres for the kids to run wild on. I could build the perfect old-fashioned farmhouse on those acres. Hmmm. Someday.
3 years ago