We quickly called up the local real estate agent who got the key for the house. I remember that it was big, but with many small doorways as so many old farm houses have. We walked around the four-bedroom house and I am imagining our future; the kids’ rooms, holidays in the dining room, kids and dogs playing in the living room. It unfolded in front of me like a movie picture.
Of course the house itself was neglected (it was and animal sanctuary). The windows were two-foot squares that cranked out, of course none of them worked. It felt dark, but cozy at the same time. We knew that there would be a lot of work ahead of us, but my husband is of the rare breed that can do almost anything.
We put an offer in and waited, and waited, and waited some more. (For those that haven’t bought a house, it is an extremely long process between real estate agents, banks, and lawyers.) Then we got some good news, our offer was finally accepted! So now we needed to wait again for a closing date. On July 5th, 2012 we sign at least 20 times each on the dotted lines, and handed over our down payment check. It was done, our little dream farm is our reality now. I invited friends and family over to celebrate with pizza at our new home. Since we had only just bought the place and it wasn’t furnished, we all ate around the counter tops in the kitchen, what would be one of many get togethers in the kitchen.
The very next day, my soon to be husband, future father-in-law and some friends starting gutting the house.