We bought a house! The hopeful abode is ours!
There’s something humbling about owning an 89 year old house. All that history … if only walls could speak. It was the baptist parsonage for 70+ years and I can only imagine how many prayers have been lifted up there. Makes my heart happy. I can hardly wait for our family to be a part of its history. … and to throw dinner parties, to climb in the claw foot tub and get good and wrinkly in many a bubble baths, host friends and family for a visit, and make a trillion and one memories. We have lots of work to do and we’re incredibly poor at the moment (ha) but I type this all with the biggest stupid silly grin on my face. now if only i can convince JB to let me have a few chickens out back … for pets.
first order of business… paint the front door the softest shade of turquoise.
xx, Sarah