I didn’t expect to discover my dream house here in this
Small Southern Town – especially considering that as of two years ago I was
heading for the hills planning never to return. I certainly didn’t expect to
stumble upon my dream house less than a mile from my mom’s house while we were
out walking our dogs the other evening. It was fantastic to discover that my dream
house has a note on its front door stating that it will soon be for sale;
however, it’s rather unfortunate that at this point I have no job and a
dwindling savings account that will soon be entirely depleted by the deposit I
will pay to M and A to rent their house in Orlando. While I will be working as
a graduate assistant starting in August, it will hardly be enough to qualify me
for a mortgage – hell, it wasn’t enough to qualify me to be a renter most
places I looked! And yet. I have found my dream house. And I can’t stop
thinking about it.
First we saw it from the road. It didn’t look too impressive
from a distance. However, it looked un-lived-in, so given our proclivities for
exploring empty buildings, we decided to go check it out.
As soon as I saw it up close I fell in love. The ambiance
was incredible. This house would be the center of a Barbara Michaels book; it
must be overflowing with ghosts. Ownership of this house would cause me to
immediately drop any future plans to live overseas. International Cat Lady of
Mystery? Small Southern Town Lady of Mystery more like.
My mom and I snuck around it in the dusky evening light, and
discovered the note on the door saying that it would soon be up for sale. I
kept thinking about it all night, and returned the next day to take better
photographs.
The view of the house from the driveway
It has a very queer addition off the side that I don't quite comprehend.
The view from the back
Looking in through the front door
Looking in through the front door - front left room
Looking in through the front door - front right room
Looking in to the front right room
I’ve contacted the realtor whose contact information was on
the door, but have yet to hear back. In the interim I’ve been considering such
practical get-rich-quick schemes as the black market for kidneys and the
prospects of marriage to a wealthy man. It seems distressingly unlikely that I
will acquire this house. Unless of course the owners just want it moved off
their land, in which case it can join my mother’s 1906 bungalow and our 1951
Spartan in our ranch for bizarre, misplaced buildings.
4 comments:
It IS perfect. It looks like my dream house, too.
Now, the house haunts the human. Well, that is indeed a lovely house! I can understand why it has captivated you. How I would love to put my masonry and carpentry skills to test with that front and driveway! I can't blame you for wanting this so bad… I can see so many good possibilities here.
Your dream house looks lovely, even though no one has resided in it for a long time. I think it just needed a little fixing here and there, and it would be yet again in good condition. The surrounding also adds to the greatness of the house. The ambiance looks so serene and peaceful, good for people who want to relax and live a good life. I do hope you can find a way to buy this house, as it would be such a waste letting it pass.
No wonder you fell in love with this property. Even from the outside, the lush and green surrounding will certainly captivate anyone who passes by. And the house is an enigma, standing in the middle of the trees and greens, which makes it more captivating. And like Katy said, a little fix and reno would bring back the beauty of this house.
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