KISMET, the chicken momma dream

We are going to have our house leveled.  I am so happy because from this 'repair,' we will be able to start on others like new siding, windows and flooring. 

The story of our house, I was stationed at Andrews, Air Force Base in Maryland and my husband worked in the housing office.  We started looking for a house online since, I was a year from retirement and just had Zephyr.  We needed to buy our first home a final place to raise our boys with stability in a rural community.  We poured over 1000s of listings.  I had a 'pre-set' idea of what I wanted. 

1.  NO BIG CITY  immdiately ruled out San Antonio, Corpus, Dallas, Houston & Austin
2. Excellent School System (yes I checked out online school report cards.)
3. Sexual Offenders registration
4. Some acreage
5. A house payment that would equal no more than 25% of my retirement pay.
6. Trees
7.  Allowed chickens, gardening and maybe other animals

Of course, all this lended to limit our choices especially the budgetary issue since, my husband would not have a job upon arrival. One night while watching Special Victims Unit,

the page loaded and there stood my HAD TO HAVE HOUSE..

It looked kinda like a barn, no easements, and five acres.  It was KISMET or meant to be.  We went through all the paper work online, fought to get the house and nearly lost it three times to others, inspection rules, and lack of running water inside the house plus two broken windows.

After I retired, we drove from Maryland to this place our place....with knee high dry grass and open space. We showed up at our home seven months after closing, never have been inside with just 15 minutes before the moving van showed up on January 7th 2006.

I like that kind of fresh start from scratch; not knowing, butterfly feeling like the first drop on a  roller coaster, stomach knotted excitement--feeling like I get with my husband.  The thrill of the UNKNOWN....

I still love this house and the life we are building inside this home.