Just a quick note here to say that we went back to the in-town fixer-upper over the weekend, we made an offer, and today it was accepted. Since our ranchette in the country never materialized, rather than lease, we decided we would fix this up, and live in it for at least two years while we are getting to know the community. Of course, there are always things that can go awry, but it's looking like this one will go through.
There is something crazy in me that gets excited about the possibilities of a very plain, very average old house. I like the idea that other generations have lived there before, and there's a certain charm to the quirky footprints they leave behind. Beyond that, though, it's the power-tool junkie in me that itches to knock out and paint walls, enlarge windows, and of course (my favorite), dream up and install landscaping. This one may even have a pool in its future (although I've never driven a backhoe, there's a first time for everything)...
Having an unpretentious house helps me remember that it's not what's on the outside that counts. And it reminds me of another house that was not our first choice, either, but turned out to serve our family better than we could have ever imagined. God knows, doesn't He?
Things are obviously going to be very busy around here for the next few weeks. I hope I will be able to keep up this poor blog. You all have been so kind to encourage me with your emails and comments through this spring. I have needed you!
Now off to keep packing!