Project Life 365 – Day 81 – On the Wall

The thing I love most about old houses, and my old house, is the history behind them. The fact that my house has been standing here for 123 years– long before the neighbors were within shouting distance, long before the land had been carved and parceled and turned into residential streets–makes me feel more settled somehow. Steven and I haven’t gotten around to formally searching the old property records just yet, but we will. We’re part of this house’s story, as much as it is a part of ours, and we want to know who came before us, who made memories inside these walls.

We’ve even got a name on the wall…a signature and date etched long ago on the wall that is now our living room. It’s faded, and has been painted over and around, making it hard to decipher. But it’s there, and it’s a connection. And I like knowing that someone else loved this house so much that he wanted to leave a little something behind.

So Mr. Harry Freit—, thank you for taking such good care of the house. One of these days, we’ll find out what you were up to, writing on the wall, back in 1939.

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365 Project – Day 294 – The Waiting is the Hardest Part

God bless Tom Petty. He knew what he was talking about. The waiting really is the hardest part.

Since moving to Nebraska this past December, Steven and I have been looking for a house. Of course, we knew we couldn’t afford to buy one right away. Moving is a big expense, and it takes time to get settled and figure out a budget and save up some money in a new place. But we were determined because, let’s face it, after owning your own home, it’s hard to go back to being a renter.

It’s the little things about renting that drive me up a wall, things like not being able to install a doggy door when your dog is obsessed with going outside 55 times a day to chase squirrels and rabbits in the yard. Or having to call your landlord because your basement flooded (three times), and then having to wait two days for him to come over and assess the damage and try to fix the problem. Sure these things can be a bit of a headache when you’re a homeowner, but at least they’re your headache and you can deal with them on your own terms without having to wait for someone else.

So, we decided to take the plunge.

After spending the past 10 months looking at hundreds of houses (and that is no exaggeration, just ask my poor tired husband ).

In that time, we have seen the good, the bad, and the ugly along the way, we finally found the one place that just feels like home. So, this morning, we put an offer in on the house.

And now…we wait…

Ugh! I hate waiting.

Wish us luck!