Home. Such a satisfying word to say in a sigh.
Colorado is a breathtaking place, with mountain views and prairie sunsets and tumultuous skies. But let's face it, I'm a Midwestern girl and I missed the water. It never felt right to live in a place so barren, so burnt-to-a-crisp, so thirsty for water. As our vet put it, "there are two kinds of people. Water people and mountains people. If you have water in your bones, it never leaves you."
When C and I were home for Christmas, we started looking at properties. Oh, it was all very innocent at first, but once we realized that we could have land— with WATER— here for far less than we could ever dream of in Colorado, it seemed like an obvious choice. We could have our "five-year plan" now. We decided the opportunity was too good to pass up.
We hit the ground running as soon as we could. Our house in Lyons went up for sale and we started the house-hunt in Michigan in earnest. C flew back for interviews and house showings, and we worked feverishly on our house to get it in tip-top shape for potential buyers. The logistical nightmare of planning to get all our belongings...
my Buttertruck...
our three dogs...
AND our two horses, goat and lamb home...
well that consumed just about all our energies. But here we are, all in one piece. We're still waiting to close on our new home but it's on 33 acres. Dream life, here we are. Oh and one more thing...
This year is already getting off to a great start. I can't wait to keep building...
No comments:
Post a Comment