Somehow, we have purchased ourselves an insanely cool, 151-year old brick farm house. I've been expecting one of the billions of people we worked with to buy this house to pat us on the head, tell us we seemed like sweet kids but were in no way prepared or qualified to own such a building and why don't we look for a nice condo downtown - perhaps a loft with monument views?
But they didn't - and now that we've got the keys, we won't give them back!
Our closing was yesterday, so we spent last night camping in our living room with a nice fire and a bottle of wine. No ghosts yet, but we woke up this morning to a nice dusting of snow on a peaceful road.
More photos online here.
In my excited chatter about this house, I have confidently proclaimed a few things that people with actual home-owning experience have suggested I write down. I can't imagine why. ;)
- Home Depot is an exciting, magical place.
- I like scraping paint.
- This is a long term commitment - not a starter home.
- No cable. No satellite tv. No problem.
- Its ok that all our weekends are booked until 2038.
- Callouses, cuts and sore muscles are signs of hard work and not a cause for (too much) whining.
- Our new hometown (population 1,562 - no stop lights) is big enough.