So here is the promised post about real estate. For those who didn't read my last post, the brief story is that on our anniversary, Keith and I went to look at a house. We love looking at houses. Old houses, to be more specific. We have looked at numerous older homes over the past 2 years or so, and never totally fallen in love with one... until now.
I think we must have looked at 5 or 6 character type homes here in our hometown. Some were nice, some weren't great. Most of them had some issues, and only two of them were actually big enough for our family. Not to mention, since we're looking to up-size a bit, it would be significantly more expensive than our house. That is a big deterrent to us, as we are not looking to get into any more debt. We're pretty firm on that.
So we had planned on waiting a few more years before we looked seriously again. Until we saw the ad for this house.
The house is an old brick house, in a neighboring community. It was built in 1906, and very little has been changed in the house since then. It needs a lot of love and attention to bring it back to it's beautiful old self. I'm talking major work. New kitchen, bathroom, finishing the hardwood floors, doors, and trim, most of the electrical, a new furnace, etc. Yes, that is A LOT!
So last weekend we took a trip to visit one of Keith's co-workers. She lives just over an hour away from us, and in the past five years, she has been doing exactly what we might be doing... restoring a 100 year old brick house. She invited us to come and take a look and see what she had done. The house was remarkably similar on the inside, to the one we looked at, so we had a good idea of what we might be dealing with. She has done an amazing job! And, of course, it's got us dreaming :)
We both just really fell in love with the house, and so now we think and pray, wondering what's the right decision. It's been hard. Thinking about things like possibly changing schools, moving to a different community (a small village). The village doesn't have a lot of conveniences that I am used to, and we'd have to drive back to our current town just to buy groceries. The village has a gas station, a post office, a convenience store, and an arena. Oh, and it's own fire hall. Not sure what else there is.
Anyway, we will continue to think and pray, and see where God leads.