A fine little farm house

I have always dreamed I would live in an old farm house.  

I stalk people who live in them.  I really do.  You can often find me sitting in my car across the street from beautiful old homes staring hopelessly in love at them. I even take pictures.  Yep.  I am a stalker.

I live in the country, therefore, I should own a farm house. 

I love everything primitive, everything country, I have lots of farm animals and my daughter is a proud member-officer actually, of the FFA, and that means I really should own a farm house.

Right?   Right!

Well.....now I kinda do!

Here's the story.

A few months ago we decided to go house hunting.  Actually, I have been on the hunt for a few years, but it was time to get serious.  

You would think that living in the country, one might find a nice little old farm house for sale, right? Nope. NO. SUCH. LUCK!

Nope, none.

Not a one.

Damnit!

Okay, fine, we can look at other homes.  But I will hate them.  I will hate every single house you show me.

And I did!

Until....

One day after looking at a house I hated, we passed by one that I didn't hate so much.  I didn't like it enough to look at it though....yet.

But a few days later I drove by it again, and guess what?  I still didn't hate it!

So, Realtor Robert got us in.  Was it love at first sight?  Nope.  But I knew I was going to buy it.

It has potential.  Lots of potential.

It has lots of land for my happy little chickies, bunnies and goats to play. And it's an older farm style home. 

Is it my dream house?  No.  Can it be?  Possibly.  But it is a place where I can happily raise my family, and like I said, it has potential!  

Let the fun begin!