In 2014, my husband, Rusty, and I moved to his family’s land just outside of town. Rusty had always wanted to move out here, but it never happened. Then we started a family and building something was not in our budget. So we bought a house close to the school in town that we would be happy in. End of story.
Until I started wanting more. We would go on walks out at the farm and I loved it. After awhile, I told Rusty that I wasn’t sure how much longer I could live in town. I was longing so much to move out to his family’s farm. Rusty looked into it again, but building a new house, plus all the other things that add up when putting up a house in an undeveloped area was way more than we could afford.
Not much longer, I bought a newspaper. Maybe the 2nd or 3rd time I’ve ever bought one. In the ads was a post for a house for sale. I was curious where it was located and asked Rusty. He looked at it and saw the post underneath. “House must be moved.” He put the number in his phone and a few days later gave them a call. It was a patronage close by, they wanted it moved soon. September was already half over so getting everything done by winter might as well be labeled impossible. We went and checked it out anyway. An old farmhouse? Yes please!
Let’s see, first we had to get permission from Rusty’s grandpa to live out there, find someone to dig a basement, move the house, put in water lines, electricity, etc. The list goes on and on. It’s peak construction season. There is no way anyone will be able to do this, let alone numerous people. We made calls anyway.
The first weekend of December, we were living in our new house.
That’s probably what I would call the beginning. The beginning of all these crazy dreams. Dreams that a decade ago, I wouldn’t have even imagined. Dreams that turned into goals. Goals that are turning into this lifestyle that I have completely fallen in love with.
As I’m writing this, it doesn’t sound quite as amazing as it actually is. So many factors had to play just right to make this happen.
- I bought a newspaper I never bought.
- I had to be nosy and ask Rusty where a street was in our town of 800 people, that I should have known where it was.
- Rusty had to put the number in his phone and act on it, knowing it would never happen.
- We had to find numerous people to do construction work in a short amount of time. Our banker told us that these things never come together like this. He told us about people having to extend their projects over a year, our whole project took about 70 or 80 days.
- Rusty’s grandpa had to say yes to us totally invading all of his personal space.
- We had to have hope.
The fact that we got a house and moved it in such a short amount of time, shows that if it’s God’s will, it will happen. He will line things up the way that they should be. Now we only have to worry about 2 mortgages, 2 kids in diapers, and a car payment. All on one income. Where do we go from here?! Wait, who’s idea was this?! Did we just get forced into something we weren’t ready for?!