Monday, March 11, 2013

Finding Home Sweet Home




We have officially begun house hunting!

The husband and I are soooo excited about purchasing our first home.
We started by browsing real estate websites then thought, "Oh no, what if we get all excited about these houses and then find out we can't get one?!" 
The horror!!

So we got smart and got pre aprroved (no thanks to USAA, I'll save that rant for another day.) and really started stalking houses on the internet. So many things to take into consideration. There are lots of houses out there and each has something you could like about it. (Except split levels. I cannot find anything to like about them . It may be because I refuse to give them my time due to the fact they all look alike and the garage is all you see!)

Where did we want to live?
Where would our kids be going to school?
What would we be doing with our time there?

Of course living close to the husbands work would be convenient, but do we want to live in the burbs? The thought of a quaint house on some acreage to create our own little farm makes my heart beat a little faster, but is the husband up for joining me on this ambitious endeavor?

After driving through neighborhoods and seeing the homes for sale, the shopping areas, the schools and discussing our dreams rather than our expectations we think we are leaning towards our own little homestead. My hopes are high we will find the perfect place to move our family and I hope the process is painless!

Meanwhile my pintrest board is filling up with daydreams...









Saturday, March 2, 2013

If Only I Could Live in a Dream

I have stacks of beautiful fabrics to make clothes, quilts, and anything pretty with.
I have soft yarn in bright fun colors for scarves, leg warmers, and lovey friends.
I have books filled with great stories of adventure, tragedy, and delightful recipes.
I have bulbs and seeds enough to fill a yard with life.
I have a husband and two children and a house to tend to.

If only I could live in my daydreams, I would be living on my farm, feeding my family delicious recipes from those books with the foods I had grown, surrounded by all the beautiful handmade things I had created for our home. I would be sitting on the porch seeing getting lost in a good book while the girls ran and played in the yard. If only I could live in a dream.