Well, hello there. Long time no see. We’re now proud Massachusetts residents and holders of full time jobs. Love stimulating that economy, baby. Since moving last summer, we’ve inhabited a small apartment and harbored BIG dreams. We want to build a house. Yeah. I can’t believe it either. But, it’s just SO. COOL.
I started to get the itch to start blogging again mostly for diary purposes. I had absolutely no idea how truly clueless I am when it came to figuring out how to make a house happen and figured I should document the process so I can look back and laugh (just kidding, kinda). Also, I want to share with my family (especially gramps [Hi, gramps!]) down in Florida what goes on with regards to this huge life project. They are invaluable resources in terms of opinions, but sometimes it’s hard to explain every situation in sufficient detail to 4 different people. Enter the interweb, gotta love it!
So a little background. Mike’s parents own a large piece of land (11.37 acres) here in Massachusetts, and about a year and a half ago they started to look into selling it. That’s when Mike and I had a serious convo about where we saw ourselves in the future and decided this land was it. It’s got a stream running through it and a bubbling spring. AND, it’s on the end of a quiet cul-de-sac, which means almost no people. Seclusion is a priority for us (I mean, we’re not hermits, but we don’t want to hear cars on the street or see people out our window, well, ever, but only occasionally will do.) We decided that we want to make it our homestead for now and always (barring any unforeseen circumstances, obviously. We’re not that oblivious). This was when we were still living in Pennsylvania and the plan has been growing since then.
First we had to figure out if we could move our lives 5 states away, and once we realized this was a possibility, we had to talk to the in-laws to see if they were willing to work with us. Like I said, this was a year and a half ago and neither of us had any firm evidence we could actually make this happen. Being the amazing people they are, they agreed to wait until we were ready. Fast forward a year, and we were inching closer. The blog will pick up at that point, when we figured out what to ask at the bank, how the sequence of events should NOT go, and much more, including our ongoing doubts of whether this is actually even feasible. But, I want to document it for old time’s sake (Diary style. This will in no way be a guide, but rather an account of our story.) And for the family’s input. And, for fun! So, here we go. Dude, we’re building a house.