We are crazy – no other explanation or adjective comes close to encompassing the enormity of what we have done. As our friends have approached retirement, we have watched them sell their suburban houses in favor of a condo at the beach or on the ocean or the golf course. Some have opted for living in Old Town Alexandria within walking distance of shops, restaurants and the Potomac River. At the very least they have downsized from the substantial homes in which they raised their families to a dwelling which will accommodate occasional and short term visitors and demand far less from them as owners and caretakers.
We bought a farm . Actually we bought a 200 + year old house that just happens to come with 45 acres, a pond and river frontage. It also came with cows. Believe me when I say that this is not what we were looking for during the year we house hunted. We wanted a historic home in reasonably good repair on a few acres close to Charlottesville. We got a house built between 1780 and 1820 with systems in various states of disrepair on way too much land and farther from town than we wanted to be.
I think the house chose us. This property kept popping up on our radar as we looked at other properties. Our real estate agent had met with the owners about listing it months before we saw it and we had seen photos. Months later we were driving through the area checking out another piece of property and drove past the house. Two weeks later it showed up in the MLS and we decided to look. Three days after looking we were under contract. As bemused as our kids and we were by our choice, the inescapable fact was this place felt like home.
We had decided only a few days before that we were going to concentrate on selling our DCMetro area house and moving into our vacation house until we found the right house. The right house had other plans. Our home of 33 years sold in 3 days for 10% over asking ( super hot real estate market) and we were packed and ready to move 4 weeks later.
I packed, sorted, donated, cried and cursed my offspring who had left way too much of their childhood in our possession. We moved it all into 5000 square feet plus an outbuilding knowing full well we would have to do a lot of repacking when renovations began. That however is a story for another blog post or many blog posts …
Documenting our journey is a way to remind ourselves how blessed we are, how we should always find joy in the journey and how owning this house is seriously a dream come true.








