We decided that we cherish our lives, and embarked on the lengthy process of finding a place of our own.
In classic domesticait style, little went right when we attempted to buy a house.
First, we COULD NOT decide on a style of home … or a town … or a setting.
The only thing we KNEW from the start, was our budget.
But after a year and a half, dozens of houses (small! big! two-story! ranch! in town! in the country! in the city!), several goof-ups (WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE REALTOR FORGOT TO SEND OUR PAPERWORK?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE ARE THREE WEEKS BEHIND?!?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU QUIT YOUR JOB?!?!?), we purchased our first home on June 28, 2013.
And months of waffling about what kind of home we wanted, we pounced on a quaint, story-and-a-half, three-bedroom farmhouse sitting on 10 acres.
Since we moved in about three weeks ago, we have settled in to the first floor of the house, enjoyed the luxuries of a dishwasher, washing machine, and sturdy walls that actually allow you to hang things from them, and made a few large, and unexpected purchases. Who knew a wheelbarrow would be so damn useful?
In the weeks to come, I will be sharing some interior photos, and stories about our first month as homeowners. But for now, I hope you enjoy a few of these beauties.
And feel free to come over anytime–we finally have dependable hot water!