I thought I would share the story about Us. My hubby and I...
And what he gave up for me.
Five years ago, my husband and I were living in a very small farming community. (Population about 50.) We were also living in a very small house. Since my husband had recently retired from farming, he was open to the idea of moving closer to town which would be ideal since the closest grocery store was roughly a 30 minute drive. About this same time my husband's sister and her husband had inherited a ranch. They didn't want to sell their home they had been working so hard on renovating, so we asked if we could move in and promised to take extra special care of it! They thought it was a splendid idea, and we have been here ever since.
My In-Laws did such an amazing job on the renovations! Since this home was built around 1900, it was in need of pretty much everything. The appliances, cabinets, floors, paint, electrical, plumbing, you name it. And they did a fabulous job, paying close attention to every detail.
The master bathroom is new. It was the original back porch.
With lovely inspiring ideas from many creative outlets, I feel I am able to create a home that is romantic, comfortable and welcoming for the both of us. Keep in mind, he had never been married, was close to 50 and lived the life of a bachelor FOREVER and wasn't prepared for pink, frilly, foo-foo thingamabobs all over his house.
The once milk house, is now my cottage for guests and creating.
My sister-in-law told me that she met a man a few years back who was in his late 90's and said he was born in our front bedroom!
It's now reserved for guests and Julie Mae.
Moving into town was kind of an adjustment for my retired farmer husband. He dedicated his entire life to the life of a hard working farmer and lived on the same ranch for 50 years. After the two of us got married, a little over six years ago I moved out to the country with him. I was a city girl. As I mentioned above, it was out in the middle of no man's land, and my new digs were very very small in comparison to my old house...and I that's not sayin' much!
Well, what can I say? He loved me and knew I wasn't happy. The view from our home was gorgeous, I had the coastal range right out my backdoor. But the commute out to our little home in the country was a dangerous one, and heavily traveled by commuters to the Bay Area. So when his sister said we could move in I was thrilled but didn't want to appear too anxious to leave his little slice of paradise in the country.
He did this for me. He gave up the quiet life in God's Country, to a busy street in the middle of town, four doors away from a gi-normous shopping center.
So he puts up with the foo-foo thingamabobs and I put up with hours upon hours of The Golf Channel.
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