Psycho Gypsies

I'm afraid that's us. Or at least I have to admit that's how we must look.  

Here are the stats:

* Six houses in five years
* Four states in a little more than two years
* The thirteenth house since Dan and I have been married (28 years)
* Twenty-four moves in my personal entire life (not counting the moves in college)

There really are good reasons for all of these moves -- but it would be exhausting to write them all out. Just trust me when I say that all this gadding about has been God-directed. Or well... at least our attempt to follow what we think is His direction. That's how it usually is, isn't it?  Some day we'll get to see the map He drew for us and how our path went crazily askew.  But, in the meantime, we really are trying be where He wants us to be (we get points for trying, right?) -- and it seems that He's been happy to keep us moving. The Davises are gathering no moss. 

The way Anna used to word it:
"We changed up our minds."

But we sure want to be. (Gathering moss, that is.) We've been working hard to just stay still now for a while.  And, praise God, through the love and generosity of Dan's parents, we've had the opportunity to actually hunt out a house of our very own this summer .  It's been quite the hunt, too.  Find a house, lose interest; find another house, make a bid, lose it; find a house, change our minds about it....  You might think we were a little flaky.  (Us? Flaky?)  As of my last blog posting on the subject, we had settled contentedly, however, on a log house west of Omaha. Remember that? It was a honey of a house, and we were half way through the loan process, measuring walls for furniture, even, when...

... We got a text with a link to another house from our dear friend, Fr. Carlos (Like: "Seriously, Father?")  And, even though we loved the location of this new house -- and trust Father's recommendations more than just about any other person on this earth, we  almost didn't look at it.  We really did like that log house.  There was a lot to recommend it! It was close to our favorite little NE town (and rockin' new library!); it was on a little bit of land; it was beautifully finished (would have been the most "high end" house we ever lived in!); it was huge -- with an enormous open basement to do with as we liked... And we were half way through the contract process, had paid for all kinds of inspections already, and the owners of the log house were counting on a sale!  Why would we want to look at another house?

But we couldn't help ourselves.  Of course we went and had a look.  And it was love at first sight. As

beautiful as the log house was, we all admitted that it never did feel like "us."  But as soon as we saw our little house in the hills, all thoughts of the log house seemed ridiculous.  This humble little house was home. Forget any hassle or that folks might think we'd lost our minds, picking what most would think was a "lesser" home. Forget that we were going to have to pay for the rudeness of walking out on the first contract. It didn't matter to us.  We were starry eyed. Sometimes you just know when something -- some place -- is right. And you just have to do something about it, or die trying. Needless to say, we almost immediately started the process of extricating ourselves from the log house contract -- which took a little doing.  It was touch and go there for a few days; we wondered if we were going to get sued!  But, Dan (and our special patrons on the job, we feel sure) worked it out. The log house behind us, we are now starting the house-buying process all over again for our little farmhouse.

And I'm happy to report that, after two weeks, things are going smoothly with the inspections and loan process -- and we wouldn't look at another house if you offered to give it to us for free.  This is a committed relationship. Truly love at first sight.  And love for the long haul -- God willing! 

(Getting our happy on here! Can't wait
to be moved in!)

Here are some pictures showing the outside.  Check it out: Just the right size -- four bedrooms, two baths -- with outbuildings, on 2.5 gorgeous acres.  Built in 1908, it still has two of its outbuildings standing, a large barn and a small hen house.  There are decks and patios, a horseshoe and a fire pit The interior has had all the hard work finished already, with all updated wiring, plumbing, heating and air conditioning (Can we hear a "huzzah!" for central air?!) It's not as high-end as the log house, no granite counter tops, no pressed tin back splash, but it's actually more functional for the way we live, and country-fabulous charming. And we will be able to live there cheaper than renting. This is no small part of our infatuation, as you might guess!  But it's more than the finances, of course. For so many reasons--  we just love it. Move-in date is the last weekend of August.  I'll post pictures of the interior when we are moved in -- and send around our new address, too -- hopefully before Christmas card time comes around this time!

Our thanks to Fr. Carlos for sending us that link -- and to St. Philomena who may very well have orchestrated this whole thing -- or who, at least, is being a good sport changing gears with us and helping us out.  So many things have gone inexplicably right in order for us to make this happen, that we know someone "powerful with God" has got to be pulling some strings for us.  Thank-you, St. Philomena!

The south side of the house -- and the barn.

The front of the house.  Not sure yet what all the trees are -- though there are a couple crab apples, for sure. We love the old fashioned porch.  Our vintage metal lawn chairs are going to look just like they belong!

Checking out the deck.  It's hard to tell from this angle, but it's built on a couple of levels, and the plantings you can see just to the other side of the vintage gate is a little herb garden.  We plan on putting our "Mary Garden" in this area.  :)

The back of the house.  The door on the left leads to the garage, the middle door goes down to the cellar, and the door on the right enters into the laundry room/mud room.

Another view of the deck.  We expect to spend a lot of time out here.
The views are amazing from here!

One of the little vignette gardens between the kitchen patio and the barns.

A little bit of the view from the decks.

The little forest path that leads around the back of the house.

Can you see the tree limb destined for a swing?

This is a little overgrown garden area -- with the fire pit just beyond (you can see the benches), and behind that, the remnants of one of the orignal animal pens from when there was a barn right there.  The small grey-ish building to the left of the hay/car barn needs a little work, but it'll be the hen house.

A corner of the front yard, taken from the porch. One of many bird houses on the property.

The "Papa Tree" in the back yard.

The stone wall along the driveway leading up to the attached two-car garage.  The current owner has planted a lovely perennial garden here -- and just beyond is a little grassy landing where we are going to just have to have a hammock or something...

Lots of ecchinacea.  

 We're so excited to explore everything about our new home -- so thrilled to at last be able to put down some roots for a little while (God willing!), but we understand very well St. Therese's reminder:

We hope for clear sailing, but will be swiftly gearing up to weather possible storms ahead.