I grew up in the land of big old front porches and high ceilings. New construction holds no appeal to me. The older the house, the better. Dave and I have been looking and looking and looking for YEARS to find the perfect old farmhouse. Our list of requirements really narrowed our market. Number one, my 6’5″ husband had to be able to stand in all the rooms, basement included. -Harder than you might assume. It needed to be in our school district since I have a daughter in high school. Then the standard issue stuff like, 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, a garage, and it couldn’t be all chopped up with some weird floor plan. For some reason lots of the old houses in our area have had their layouts altered in some really weird ways.
We had our hearts set on a Victorian 2 flat across town, but it just had too many things would have delayed our ability to live in it for way too long. Then one day this house popped up in my Redfin feed. I made an appointment with our amazing realtor (seriously, in the Chicago area, I’m thrilled to give her the highest of recommendations) for the next day. Loved it, everything seemed great, got Dave, went back, made the offer and it’ll be ours in just a couple weeks.
Our current home has been such a raging nightmare of defects the seller covered up to sell it, I’m relieved to have the weight off our minds. I think we both underestimated how much sorrow was coming from being in that place. The new home was intensively scrutinized by the best inspector we could find. We’re very happy and excited to get into it.
As you can see from the photos, lots of opportunities for tons of fun projects. I can’t wait to see Will playing in that yard. Sophia’s happy that good friends are right around the corner and it’s 2 blocks to our little downtown area.
And this Gulf Coast girl finally got her old front porch.
Shots taken on my iPhone 6s Plus using the Iris wide angle lens (from Photojojo)
Side yard and exterior. It should be greening up pretty soon!